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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Nothing seemed out of place after he mentioned his sisters name until Rhoe stopped. A questioning look came across his face. She started to speak about a fea that had joined the pack a few days ago name Winter Shadow. I stopped beside her and smiled.

She asked me how she wanted us to find her. I thought about it and I knew it would be easier to call her. I only took one look at her "I will call her, she will recognize my voice." I licked Rhoe's cheek "You finally meet some of my family!"

I turned my head up to the dimming sky; I watched an eagle soar across the sky slightly distracted. He finally let his beautiful call "Winter! My sister come to me!"

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