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 April 2, 2015 at 02:16:52 AM by Summer
Family. Duty. Honor.  |
_________________________________________________________________________ Things had not happened the way the brute ever thought they would. Many moons ago he had given up any hope of ever seeing any of his family ever again. He had witnessed many deaths in the past where he had lived, but knowing that his father and mother were dead was one of the hardest things in life he had to face. He had been much younger when that all happened, barely a teen. Being forced to leave his home and family and knowing that he had lost his parents had been almost too much for him to bear. But he had survived it, as so many others had survived such tragic beginnings. Summer had assumed that the rest of his family, his two sisters, two brothers and half-brother, had all perished as well. His youngest brother had been especially hard. The brute had been in charge of taking care of the younger brute, but he had failed. Had lost him in a storm and had never seen him since. He felt entirely responsible for the loss of the younger and much more helpless brute. And then, not too long ago, the brute had discovered that some of his family was still alive. His two sisters, Lady and Nymeria, had escaped the wars that had forced his family to flee their home. They had been in Blossom, in another pack, and he had had no idea. Sure he had traveled around a bit, especially since he had become an alpha, but he had never run across either of their scents. It had to be some insane lupine coming to his borders to tell him that his sisters still lived in order for him to find out. At first he had thought that the female kalak was lying, certain that if his siblings were alive he would know about it by now. But then he began to question himself until he had finally mustered up the courage to travel to Moondown Shadows and find out for himself. At first he had been pleased to notice the scents of Nymeria and Lady, but then fear had overwhelmed him as the harsh scent of blood entered his nares. Summer never thought he would feel the pain he had felt in his past, until he saw Lady die right in front of him, right after seeing her for the first time in so long. Her small form was bleeding in a terrifying way as she gave birth, and terror had threatened to overwhelm him. The brute wished there was a way he could have saved her, but when he saw all that blood he knew that she would never survive. That female kalak had been there as well when Summer had fled the scene, knowing he was not capable of raising the three pups that Lady had given birth to, and he wondered why she was there, what her role was in this. But at the time he was too distraught to think much of it. He had even been too upset to try looking for Nymeria, even though her scent was strong in the packlands. The smoky brute had fled back to his pack, hiding in the confines of his den for days, ignoring the rest of the world. But now more time had gone by and he was starting to recover, knowing that he needed to attend to his pack and not continue to ignore the world. As more time went on it became easier for the brute to go back to his regular routine. And today that was just what he was doing. Summer was patrolling the borders of his pack, marking his scents in areas where it had weakened, losing track of time and his thoughts as he traced the familiar path through the trees. Summer truly felt at home here, and it was moments like this that he knew this was where he belonged. He was enjoying the day, a warm breeze blowing through his smoky colored fur. For the first time in a while, a smile touched his features and he picked up the pace of his walk. As Summer was trotting through the trees when a call sounded through the trees and a scent reached his nares that made him halt. Shae A growl escaped him as he recognized the female’s scent. She had once again entered his pack uninvited and he immediately followed her trail, fur bristling in anger. As her scent went farther into the territory he got angrier, wondering why she felt like she was welcome here. Her scent went deeper and deeper into his pack and a rare snarl appeared on his features. Summer did not often get angry, and this was one of the rare times when he was. As Summer followed Shae’s scent through his pack, eventually he ran into a small form on the forest floor, one that he did not recognize. He had almost stepped on the little thing with his angry trailing. For a moment he forgot about the trespassing female and focused instead on the pup, his anger instantly dissolving when he spoke gently to her. ”Hello little one. What’s your name? I’m Summer, alpha of this pack. Do you know why you’re here?” He did not yet realize that this was one of Lady’s pups, the scent of Shae so strong on the pup that any remnants of her birth mother gone. Regardless of who she was or who she belonged to, Summer was not going to hurt a pup just because it was somehow tied to Shae, even though he was not a fan of the other female. The brute slowly lowered himself to the ground, tail wagging gently, not wanting to scare the pup. ”You’ll be safe here.” His yellow orbs were warm and inviting, hoping that she would speak to him and tell him where she had come from. ________________________________________________________________________ |
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