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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Aerten had been watching for quite some time now; she quite liked Winn Dixie -well, as close to 'like' as a wolf like Aerten got- and it'd be a shame if something were to happen to the rather useful femme. She also knew that Bright Moon and Abentrot weren't exactly...the best of friends, and that being on the border was a fairly dangerous task. A rabbit lay at her paws, killed only about 30 minutes earlier as she watched as the other girl cleverly stumbled around the borders, before being confronted by not one Bright Moon wolf, but three. The girl raised a single eyebrow marking, judging rather high hostility levels. Well, at least no one had lost a jugular yet. Rising to her feet with a bored yawn, she picked up the dead rabbit in maw, before allowing the mask her had earlier labelled as "innocently curious" across her face.

Trotting towards Winn Dixie and her little "friends", Aerten allowed a hint of confusion to cross her face. "There you are Swallow!"she called to Dixie, hoping the femme was actually smart enough to run with the fake alias. After all, if Bright Moon did decide to have a little hissyfit about this, it become harder for them to blame things on a wolf that didn't actually exist, and made things a hell of a lot easier for Kershov. Coming to rest beside the mottled femme, she neatly tucked her tail between her legs, before dropping her prey timidly on the ground. "I waited at the plateau forever for you!"Dipping her head to the Bright Moon wolves, she allowed a quick look of concern to flash across her features. "I'm sorry for my sister...We're not very used to borders you see. It won't happen again. Please pass Tamlin our regards." With that, she backed away from them, judging for little signs on their faces. All she'd need was one little sign on one face to give it away. As much as she hated to do it, the russet femme kept her body language as open and non-threatening as possible, not necessarily wanting to incite a full-blown fight, especially not on Bright Moons turf.

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