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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The gentle breeze through Bright Moon was a welcome feeling through my creamy fur. I only wished that it brought life with it. All the disappearances, permanent and otherwise, were a toll I wasn't ready to take. Don't get me wrong, I'd been doing my best to mentally prepare for what had come to pass, but I was by no means ready to cope with it alone. I needed the strength of my pack to help me survive this. But there were all gone. It seemed that with Tamlin's passing, they had deserted this place too. Ambrosia. I needed her here more than anything right now. My best and oldest friend and she was no where to be found. This was my lowest point since coming to Bright Moon. In a way, I owed Tamlin my life, and now his was over. I owed everything to him and now he was gone. I had seen it coming, the way he had weakened and tried to hide it. But I still couldn't wrap my mind around it.

I didn't know who was still around the pack, and with Ambrosia gone, someone had to take some control. I didn't want to take on the whole pack for good, but for now, I was the best we had. I treaded close to the clearing we held all our meetings in, but I wasn't ready to call everyone together, to speak the words I refused even to speak to myself. So I did what I always did when something weighed on me. I ran the boarder. My pistons pumped at an easy lope, a gait I had grown accustom to sustaining. The breeze blew into my nostrils and I took heavy breaths, scenting the air as I ran. That's when I smelled it. A wolf treading close to the boarder of my pack, and one that reeked of Abendrot. With a snarl I was flinging myself full speed towards the dog. In no time at all, the stranger came into view, a female. I slowed myself and approached her, my hackles raised as high as they would go, tail curled over my back with authority. Abendrot wolfess.. My tone was laced with very poorly hidden disdain, like a poison dagger I was throwing at her throat. Get the hell away from my pack. With this, my lip curled up into a lethal snarl, a deep growl resonating through my honey clad chest. My mismatched blue and green orbs were full of hate for the pack in which this she had come.

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