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 May 29, 2013 at 04:40:57 PM by Venga
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God, I had no life. None at all. This damn pack was my life. I would probably consider this to be a sad existence if it weren't for the fact that I really loved this place. My very heart and soul were bound to these lands-- and their snowy ruler-- for what seemed like a lifetime. I'm the wolfess I am today because of this place. This was my second chance, my acceptance. So I honestly had no room to complain about holing myself up inside all the time. But I could really use some time away from here. Make some friends, see some new places, that sort of thing. But I knew full well why I didn't. I was afraid I was losing my mind, slowly and surely, and didn't trust myself to leave the safe confines of my beloved home. I have no clue what compelled me to pull myself off of the nice large rock I had just been sunning myself on. Perhaps it was the fact that I felt completely useless lately. Yeah, that must be it. I mean, what else is there to make me actually get up and try to be of some use. Monitoring the boarders had been useless as of late but still, my honey pistons lead me to the worn path I knew oh so well. I could have run boarder patrol in my sleep. Hell, I could run it smoothly in death. Did that sound conceited? Oops, I failed to care. My mind was beginning it's usual numbing wanderings as I ran my well worn trek when the hairs on my neck prickled. Something was wrong, off. I didn't know how I knew this. I just did. Gut instinct, you could say. And I wasn't much of one to ignore my gut. My mismatched green and blue pools narrowed, cautious but not particularly hard. My hackles had raised by this time, spurred on by the scent of foreign perfumes upon the air. I threw myself towards the presence at a sprint, quiet and agile pawsteps on the earth. It didn't take me very long at this pace to reach the site. When I arrived, I found more than one trespasser. At first I stormed in there, daggers bared, pissed as hell. Then I realized that the three adults were surrounding two little pups. The young ones were the scent I had first smelled and it clicked in my brain. Though they all smelled of a different pack-- Cold Summers if memory served me correct-- I softened, my eyes on the babies. A slow smile spread across my face. After a moment of making faces at the little ones, I brought my skull up to see who's company I had entered. Zloy was the only other Bright Moonian around and I gave him a short, passing nod. My interest lay with the other three who had come onto my lands. I stood there, drinking in each of the wolves present, saying nothing. With a quick glace at the pups again, I parted my maw to speak. But in that glace, a realization hit me. These weren't just any children. They were the heirs of Cold Summer's pack. My mouth hung open in shock as this sunk in. I quickly recovered, though, finding my voice. Hello to you all. I can guess why three Cold Summers warriors are on my land. Perhaps I should be outraged or furious or something yet, alas, no such feelings come. I am Venga, the Gamma female of Bright Moon. I paused a moment to look over the faces before me. I let my light, formal lyrics sink in for a moment before continuing. You are trespassing on Bright Moon territory, as I am sure you are aware. However, I think that these are acceptable circumstances, no? Though you all may know better, these adorable little ones do not. Bright Moon wishes no conflict with your pack, nor any harm to your heirs. Again I paused. I just couldn't keep my eyes off of the pair of maned cubs standing there, innocent and adorable. It was obvious that I had a (very) soft spot for the young. Yet again ignoring my fellow adults, I padded closer to the prince and princess. I silently lowered my stomach to the ground, my contrasting gaze never left the two little fuzzballs as I did so. I really hoped one of those overprotective Cold Summers wolves didn't get the wrong idea and attack me or some shit. I offered up a tiny, almost meek, smile to the two. Hello there, little ones. My name is Venga. And what are yours? Though I absolutely adored pups, I hadn't really had much interaction with them. This was one opportunity I enjoyed taking. I wasn't really sure how either pup would react to me but I was quite curious. words. |
i shall finish this later. i has muse for it<33.
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