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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It was only moments after he had asked the lady if she wanted a tour that Scion's alert senses detected the presence of another, and only a moment after that he had recognized the presence as that of the King. In deference to his approaching master, the boy held off responding to the new comer, instead squaring his already erect posture and turning slightly. He kept more than half of his attention fixated on the less familiar wolf, but his vermillion gaze scoured the underbrush for the dusky tones of the alpha. Before long he is rewarded. Summer breaks through the tree-line with dignity, his expression friendly, though his tail and stance are proud, showing status. He nods to Scion before addressing the newcomer, thanking him for doing a basic duty. Guilt churns in the Iota's gut, but he does not deal with it immediately. Rather, he simply gives a nod that borders on a bow, averting his gaze from the chocolate orbs of his lord. He is quiet as the alpha and the newcomer exchange words, but they finish he will step forward, preparing to show the new member around the terra.


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