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 June 20, 2013 at 02:53:40 AM by Summer
Have You Ever Heard the Wolf Cry to the Blue Corn Moon?  |
_________________________________________________________________________ Summer was waiting patiently at the border, his light brown and silver pelt blowing slightly in the breeze. He had let out a loud howl, hoping it didn’t sound threatening as that was not his intent. He did want to join a pack, but he wanted to do it properly and respectfully. As he sat waiting he again thought of his father. He had had thick, shaggy brown fur and eyes that were always smiling. Summer missed him greatly, but he knew those days with his father were over, just like the days with his siblings were long gone before that. He missed having a family and someone to talk to. He was lucky that he had not been traveling long on his own and that he had already found a pack to explore. His only concern was that he had no idea what this pack was like and what type of wolves lived here. He sat back on his haunches as he waited for someone to come and greet him. He hoped that if he was accepted he could become an active member of a pack. He was not necessarily the type that would want to be an alpha, although he was definitely capable of it, that was more the type his brother, Grey Wind, would be. Summer just wanted to be actively involved in a pack. He had always hoped that him and his father could join a pack and become a well-respected pair, but that was no longer to be. He hoped he could become a respected and valuable wolf to a pack on his own, and he was confident that he could be. Summer was pulled from his thoughts when he saw a dark femme step through the bushes walking towards him. She walked with confidence and strength, making the brute believe that she was one of authority here. His thoughts were confirmed when she opened her maw to speak to him, “Submit if you wish to enter. I’m Ambrosia, the beta. Tamlin is busy at the moment.” Her emerald eyes stared at him, letting him know that she was not messing around when it came to her pack. Summer could only assume that Tamlin was the alpha and that Ambrosia was standing in their place while the alpha was unavailable. The brute had been taught what was to properly be done when trying to gain access to a pack, and he knew walking into the situation that he would need to submit to a wolf or two to show that he was not a threat. Summer’s yellow orbs met her emerald ones, showing that he understood what she commanded of him as he went from his sitting position to one on the ground, lying on his pack with his silver belly up, tail tucked and ears back in submission to the beta. Summer did not wish to speak until the femme had accepted his submission and allowed him to rise, so he waited in his submissive position. ________________________________________________________________________ |
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- ^^open/joining/alpha^^ - By Summer June 6, 2013 at 02:57:21 AM