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 30, 2014 at 01:25:32 AM by Misty
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I wander the pack lands, looking for something to do. I was thinking about a hunt but I was hoping to find someone to join me. Hunting by yourself is more of a necessity but it's always more fun with company. My tail wags at the prospect as I trot through Bright Moon toward the sounds of the creek. That's when I hear the scraping of claws in hard dirt and the thud of something hard hitting the ground. Was that a body? I turn toward the sound, ears flickering in curiosity as I lope toward the source but when I find the wide gap and the tree, I see only the aftermath of a struggle. Did one wolf do this? I look around, trying to piece it all together. I sniff the air and I can recognize the scent. It's Danger, the wolf from the pack meeting. My tail lowers. I hope he's not hurt. I move after his scent, trailing him the best I can. I wouldn't say I'm the best at it but I can do well enough. I soon come across two other others, both familiar. I know Summer of course as the new alpha of Bright Moon and a friend I knew from before. The other, a female perfume, is known as a Bright Moon member but I don't think I got the pleasure of getting to know her. Did Danger go to them for help? Eager to add my own paws to the effort, I lope toward them and stop a few feet from Danger's figure, looking him over with concern in my golden gaze. "Danger, are you alright? I heard the commotion back there..." I urge him, trying to see the wounds less obvious than the huge bump on his head. That's going to bruise. Maybe a concussion? My brow furrows in worry. I turn toward Summer and the female, bowing my head in respect to him while I offer her a warm smile and a wag of my tail. "I apologize for the interruption. Hello, Summer. A pleasure to meet you too, miss. I'm Misty. I followed because I thought Danger might be hurt." I explain myself before glancing back at the dark wolf, who suddenly looks stiff as a board. "You should probably lie down. It looks like you hit your head pretty hard..." Misty_female_adult_no mate_no children_no pack |
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