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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Fear doesn't break you down; it wakes you up(Danger)
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{ Iso }


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There is a certain way to go about life, and many find they cannot handle such a thing. Iso tends to throw a lot of dazzling grins and veneer smiles at every creature she comes in contact with, dark irises darting to and fro over the crowds as if they truly meant something to her. They don't, you see, for she is all that can possibly matter to herself, for she is perfection. She is actually more of a fear. A beautiful nightmare ; Iso will wrap it around her luxurious form and be on with the day's business before you can think to blink. Today she would have taken joy in watching those around her in this miserable grey weather but her paws have kept her within bright moon. The multi-toned fae moves from her den this dreary day, following the scent of that new member. Oh what was his name. Ahh yes danger. The name rolled around in her head and the voices growled in delight. They seemed to like hearing names. Such titles could be used against one if they are not careful.


The charcoal male had interested Iso when she first met him at the borders. And it takes alot for something to interest this lady. The way his pupils were created would make any creature stop and stare. Or perhaps maybe there was something else. Haha boy am i kidding. Thunder booms overhead threatening to dump buckets of rain upon bright moon. No biggy what would a little water hurt. Iso is nearing the brute's hide out. Tail hangs limp behind her own form and audits flick forward listening to the silence in the air. She shakes out her fur and sits comfortable upon the ground already knowing she may have to wait for him to rise.


"Cat-eyes are you in there. Come out. I don't have all day and I am not going t wait much longer"

Iso snarls.
Walk like this


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|x| Fae |x| Adult |x| Iota fae of Bright Moon |x| No mate |x| No fluffballs |x|




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