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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Posted on February 23, 2013 at 06:48:38 PM by Sierra
_______________________________________________________ Sierra hardly listened to the brute’s words, she was too nervous to listen to the once captivating words of her friend. She was constantly seeking out a figure of authority but alas they did not meet her eyes. Her white lobes were also listening out for any howl in response but to no avail – she did manage, however, to pick up small amounts of the brutes lyrics. Such as: ‘disagree, such as, show on the road.’ She smiled and nodded although her expression was vague and too obvious that she was not focused on Zev. Sierra hoped that if he did manage to decipher her brief emotion that he would not take it to heart. She had not been involved with a pack for many moons; in fact she had not been involved with wolves in many moons. She hid and they left her alone… She ventured and they seemed to be attracted to her like a moth with a lamp. She was close to giving up hope, close to turning around and returning to the shadows but a strong scent was carried by the wind. The strongest scent; the alphas scent. Her posture immediately was altered, changing so that she was standing. She attempted to make herself look stronger although her tail was left pointing submissively to the ground. ‘Welcome to Bright Moon. I am Tamlin, alpha here. May I inquire as to your names and your business here?’ Those were the strong lyrics of the alpha, she was spellbound by his presence, he was strong and powerful and Sierra wished to cower. She could barely talk but luckily Zev accompanied her to a rescue, introducing her. “Yeah… Sierra,” the girl said quietly, her green optics scanning his also white body. Gulping, she stepped back – “join a pack, yes.” She confirmed, still dazed. Breathing deeply, Sierra attempted desperately to put herself in a more confident emotion. Her breathing slowly soothed and became more fickle. “Sorry,” she said weakly, diverting her gaze from both of the brutes. Her heart thumped with an increased speed. Escape. Escape. Escape – it seemed to order. She could not follow it. She needed a pack. She needed more social skills. She needed friends. She held in her whimpers, she held in her doubt and raised her head once again. She tried once again to prepare herself for the verdict. Had she ruined her chances? Had she been too weak in the judging eyes of the alpha? Most likely she had. _____________________________________________________ Sierra |
Replies:
- life's a fleeting shadow - By Tamlin March 5, 2013 at 09:45:29 PM
~Disappear only to Reappear~ - By Zev March 14, 2013 at 01:56:19 AM