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 August 31, 2013 at 00:45:09 AM by Misty
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Bright Moon has turned to confusion once more. Tamlin is dead, of all things, and the pack doesn't know what to do. There are rumors that Venga has taken over until something can be done and then I heard more recently that Ambrosia will be taking over as the new alpha female but I haven't seen or heard anything yet. I pace outside my den, feeling restless and needy, but needy for what? Company, I suppose. I've never been a loner kind of wolf. I tend to get depressed too easily when I find myself alone. The call from Summer is a welcome noise to my ears, my tail lifting some as I lope toward the borders, eager to see someone, anyone. I've never heard this Summer before, nor met him. Perhaps I can make a new friend or two. I smile a little at the thought. My golden eyes shine even though I haven't been out as much lately. My white coat sparkles in the sunlight. On lithe paws, I make my way to the borders, tail waving as I see the two males waiting. They are both strangers to me so it's a good thing that they are on opposite sides of the border, otherwise I might not know which to greet as a pack mate. Of course, some of Bright Moon's perfume has rubbed off on Summer so that helps. The one on the outside of the border is a strange color of red and white, like blood and snow. I'm entranced but I snap myself out of it, not wanting to be caught staring. Trying to shrug it off, I dip my head to both in greeting, offering a small unsure smile. Summer has already started speaking, greeting the wolf and asking for his name and business so I take up a role next to him, though giving him his room since we're technically strangers. I glance at him out of the corner of my eyes, unsure how to read him but at least he doesn't seem mean. Deciding I might need to at least introduce myself, I clear my throat a little awkwardly. "Hi, I'm Misty." Misty_female_adult_no mate_no children_Delta of Bright Moon |
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- post coming ^_^ - By Jabba September 1, 2013 at 02:21:36 AM