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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It was just a short walk around the border. Nothing more. Zloy had woken up around midnight. Frustrated, he tried to fall back into unconsciousness, but the heavy waves of sleep never reached him. So he decided to walk around the perimeter of the Bright Moon pack, just because their was nothing else to do. As our gray brute traveled around the border like a one wolf border patrol, he couldn't help but notice how unusually bright the moon was. It was full. Maybe that explained it. Anyways, it helped him see better. Fitting that Bright Moon gets a few abnormally bright moons?

Near a clearing in the forest a scent wafted into his crescents. There was plenty of scents at night, owls, opossums, insects, bats, and many more. It was almost like day, except for the absence of wolves. Zloy sniffed again, then furrowed his brow when he recognized the smell. Abendrot. Zloy clenched his fangs together, for growling might give him away. Goddamnit. They better not be sending any spies to Bright Moon! Filthy little… Zloy walked through the clearing to face the trespasser. He was taken aback by what he saw.

A pure white fae practically shone on the ground, like a fallen piece of the very celestial body that was glowing so brightly tonight. He studied her with his amber pools. Unconscious. It was as obvious as his snout that she wasn't a spy. She didnt have bulging muscles, and her coat would give her away even in the tundra. Curious. She wasn't joining Bright Moon, that was for sure. The vix must've just collapsed with half of her body over the border. Zloy couldn't stay angry at the vix for long.

"Pssssst! Hey you! Wake up! What's your name and business here?" He prodded her with a white paw a couple of times. What was the point of asking? Everyone knows that the only thing that comes out of an Abendrot wolf's maw is lies, sneaky bastards! I'll have to be careful not to show too much. This lupa will probably go home and tell her Alfa everything she's learned once I let her go. He sighed.

[I added in a few stereotypes in there, because every pack has its stereotypes. ☺]

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