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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Kika's explanation was met with a warm smile by me. My skull bobbed as she told me of her so-called "less than impressive" reasoning for showing up at my boarders. And yes, I considered them my boarders. This had been my home for most of my life. My gaze had softened considerably by this time and my smiling maw parted. Ah, Kika. There is one thing you are very wrong about. A home and the will of the wind are just as good of reasons as any. In fact, it was the same reasons that I arrived here so many moons ago. I had never turned anyone from our boarders before and I had no reason to start now. I could see the desperation for our company glowing in the girl's pools. My next words were said in the most gentle tone possible and I really didn't know why. Tell me, are you broken? It was a question I had often been asking newcomers as of late. To me, it was an important question. And usually, they were in some way. Broken. Scarred. Lost. Somehow, some way. Just like I was. I was beaten down, my spirit broken-- what seemed to me-- beyond repair. Then I came here, scared and closed off. And Tamlin saved me. This pack saved me. To me, it was important that it saved others too and that I helped it do that.

My thoughts flickered to Blaze. Was she broken? I was just turning my duo toned lanterns upon her when her soft goodbye came to me. Oh, must you leave Blaze? I think it would be very nice if you stuck around... My lyrics were meek, uncertain. I wasn't used to doing things to make friends like this. That's what it really was. I wanted to get to know her. I felt so out of touch with my pack lately. I hadn't seen Tamlin in far too long and Ambrosia had only been around once since she had come back. It was rather distressing, in all honesty. My soul holders pleaded softly with Blaze not to go.

Then again, I would understand if she chose to leave.

words.


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