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 January 8, 2015 at 05:48:46 PM by Shae
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Moving so fast I’m forgetting my purpose ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ A slight look of confusion fell upon his face as she spoke. What do you mean? Acquainting yourself with who exactly? Shae smiled and tilted her head, sighing soft. “Ah, so you did not even know…” To be truthful, neither did she. Though she had figured out that they had a dark, painful past, she didn’t know about any of the details for none of them had spoken about it, except when Lady had spoken to Zorion. In his crazed state, however, Shae had been careful to not push him too hard or too far or too fast. Apparently, by his words and his confusion, Summer was unaware that the rest of his family was alive. “Oh dear, perhaps, sweetling, you should sit your well-muscled ass upon the ground. And yes, of course, I looked. It seems I have more good news for you – you are not the only survivor. Sorry, dear, I thought you were aware of that. I know of only a few of them, for in truth I don’t know how many of you there are… However, I am quite sure of the survival and currently alive status of Grey Wind, Nymeria, and Lady.” She paused for a second, allowing it to sink in. Briefly, she felt a pang of guilt. She knew it would be difficult enough for him to find out that his sister was going to die… but now it would be him finding out that she was alive just in time for him to find out she was going to die… again, in his mind. However, her task at hand and her goal was unchanged, and so she continued to speak, both words of joy and words of pain for the brute before her. As her voice fell, the silence was filled by an immediate growl from the brute. Who did this to her? She spoke to him, ignoring his question, but she knew she had to be careful. So often she found herself on a precipice of an edge of a knife – stray but a little and she could fail… or even be attacked. Her muds watched his form stiffen, so she softened her voice and moved just slightly away from him, waiting to hear his response. Why are you doing this? What do you gain from bringing my family back to me? Her giddiness and flirtatious façade fell away and suddenly she was very serious. Her brow furrowed and lids slitted, her vocals now hissing. “Though I know no specifics, I know your past is a painful one, something I can sympathize with. The only reason I have survived thus long is because of my persistence and my two brothers. They are both damaged and broken, perhaps crazy, but they are family and love me in their own twisted way, and I love them. You live here in this pack, quiet and empty, alone. I know the feeling, and would not cease the chance for you to have companionship within your bloodline once more. Nymeria will need someone when she is left alone by Lady’s death, I imagine her innocence will be broken. In addition, no pup should be allowed to die simply because of the failure of their parents. I mean no disrespect, but your sister is less than perfect in form due to her slight frame. And her father… well he is something that will be done away with.” Her façade soften, her eyes lighting up once more. “As for my role? I simply request that I am allowed to visit the pup at my own desire. To ensure that you are… taking care of it properly.” Smiling, she winked at him, turning on her haunches to leave. Pausing mid stride, she spoke without turning to face him. “By the way, Summer… his name is Zorion. I expect he shall cease to exist any minute now…” ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ |
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