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 December 24, 2014 at 09:23:42 PM by Summer
Family. Duty. Honor.  |
_________________________________________________________________________ The brute was feeling more and more comfortable in his new found position as alpha as more time went on. He always knew he would be able to succeed, there was no doubt in his mind about that, but some time had still made things easier. He was in one of the fittest shapes he had ever been in, strong and muscular form easily carrying him through the trees within his territory. The smoky brujo had made it a habit to make rounds around the territory every morning when he awoke, making sure that the border was strongly marked with his scent, so that any that may wander to this pack would know it was held by a strong leader, and so new comers would know his scent when he greeted them. And that was exactly what he was doing on this particular morning, making his rounds at an easy lope. Summer always enjoyed these times. While he loved the company of others, especially his pack, it was nice to have these moments alone with his thoughts. He often worried about what the future would hold for him and for his pack, but he knew whatever may happen that it was now in his control. When Summer’s morning walk around the border was done he decided to stay out and about in the pack and see if anyone else was around. While he enjoyed the mornings moments alone, he really was much happier in the presence of others. One of his many goals as alpha was to make sure to get to know each and every one of the lupines that he was now in charge of protecting and leading. He had seen different alphas and different ways of leadership, but the way his father led their old pack was how he wanted to lead his pack. His father had been an honorable and honest leader, one that everyone in the pack loved and admired. One of the more unique things his father had done, especially when one knew the very large pack he had led, was to make sure he knew each lupine in his pack personally. And that was precisely what Summer planned to do now. The smoky brute was pleasantly surprised to find the perfume of one Bright Moon’s lupines fresh in the lands and he went to seek out the female it belonged to. He recognized her perfume, but for a moment could not put a face or name to the female. He followed her scent to what used to be a beautiful meadow, but was now filled with ash of what used to be. When he saw the femme’s form he barked in greeting, wagging his banner in a friendly gesture. After his yellow orbs spotted her he remembered her name, Elora. When Summer reached her, he paused before sitting, wanting to make sure she was okay with company. ”Hello Elora, I hope you are well. If I recall correctly, we have not spoken in the past. Do you mind if I sit with you?” ________________________________________________________________________ |
Replies:
- my body tells me no - By d a n g e r December 27, 2014 at 02:57:49 PM
&& a thousand violins begin to play - By Misty December 30, 2014 at 01:25:32 AM