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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Zloy was just an Omega. No important rank whatsoever. He had decided to take a walk today. He hadn't been able to sleep for days, and this insomnia-thing was driving him insane. The silvery brute was new to Bright Moon, but due to his excessive midnight strolls he had begun to know the terra around him quite well. Well, not too well. Actually, due to his lack of sleep he couldn't concentrate on ANYTHING. He was tired and grumpy. Smelling new scents near the border seemed to wake him up a little, thought. As Zloy ran silently towards he smells, he knew more and more. Four wolves, two females, two males, and… as jeez! Cold Summers?!

Zloy had just dealt with an Abendrot trespasser! The border certainly was there. It was strong as well. Had these wolves suddenly forgotten that Bright Moon was a pack as well? Zloy was frusterated, and being sleep-deprived only increased his bad temper. Zloy silently stalked into some bushes. He could see but not be seen, and the bushes' berries helped hide his scent. A dapple femme, a younger, paler female pup. A brown pup.. And another male. The were bickering. Zloy rolled his amber eyes and stepped out of the bush. His gray tail was kept tucked under his belly to show that he wasn't a something like a Beta or a Gamma.

"Hey, Zloy greeted them. His tone was mostly nice, but there was a slight edge of hostility to it. He had never met four trespassers at a time! What was he going to do? "What are you doing here?" He asked, trying to remember what his mother told him to do with trespassers. Ask them what their business is, and don't pounce on their faces. Um… wasn't there something else as well?

OOC: I'm tired. Please excuse the crappy post.

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