Bright Moon - a land sullied by mystery and the ravaging scars of a terrible fire. Abandoned as a pack land for years, the terra has been used as a gathering place for the brazen and bloodthirsty drawn there by the lingering pall of death. Yet from the ashes there comes an unordained phoenix, the rainbow hues of hope glinting in her mismatched globes. Through the obsidian drapes obscuring the scenery, she alone was able to catch the perfumed aroma of new life on the breeze and hear the sluggish streams flowing ever swifter into the morning.

Thus, with a purpose, she set out to map the incognita, discovering daily the extent of the reawakening and unearthing within herself a desire to return the landscape to its former glory. Now she stands tall as privileged Alpha of the lands, lording over the rock-strewn prairie and bountiful forests with a firm but gentle paw.

Having finally realized her deepest longing to be a queen, Satowra is focused solely on the revival and maintenance of the Bright Moon Pack. Her question to each prospective warrior that comes to the border is simple:

"Do you have what it takes?"

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Seoras is in the water ^.^

The lass trotted with him. The spring in her step indicated her eagerness. The feeling was mutual. They arrived at the stream together and submerged themselves enthusiastically. The day was hot and the cool gently rushing water soothed the slight discomfort his thick coat brought on. Now, the top of his head was also wet, as Blaze had splashed him when diving. He couldn’t control the bubbling laugh that escaped his maw as his final body part was covered in the cool liquid. The aqua threw off his sense of smell; however, he could still sense the femme in the water behind him. He turned to her grinning as he felt her nose bump him. In an almost non-existent voice, she expressed her satisfaction at this activity. He wholeheartedly agreed with her. With all its benefits, Seoras could not imagine why swimming wasn’t a more common leisure. Professionalism had never been important to the varg and he therefore didn’t realize that treading water and shaking yourself out didn’t exactly gain respect from the other party. He, being oblivious to common social behaviours, thought nothing of the fact that they were grinning like idiots at each other. Lyrics in reply to her earlier statement flowed easily from him. ”I think so too. Isn’t swimming amazing? I hope we can do this again. And I hope you stay in Bright Moon and that you’re happy here.” His words were completely sincere. He was so happy to have met a new friend. In a perhaps vain effort, he tried to bring up his paw to splash her. A small amount of water flew through the air. Whether or not she dodged would be determined in the next few moments.





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