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 June 7, 2015 at 11:46:01 PM by Misty
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He seems nervous with every second that goes by that I can't bring my voice pipes to work. He answers my question finally but it seems almost hesitant. Did he not want to answer or is it something else? Should I have not asked? My jaw clenches as I try to contemplate but I just really wish I could get up right now and do something about it, apologize somehow. But how? I look up somewhat as he stretches his neck out, seemingly to sniff the thorns. He must not like what he smells, something in his facial expression off as he draws back. When I ask for water, his head whips around as if that should be the last thing I think about. I scowl at the thought. I don't know why but it just feels like the thing my body needs most now, like somehow the thorns drew all the water out of my body. I just feel so dry and parched. He suddenly seems more paniked and my ears draw back on my skull. Did I do something wrong again? Suddenly he turns and bolts off and I let out a strangled sigh, my ears drooping. What now? I don't know if he went to get water or grab help or what. For all I know, he just decided he can't handle this. After some time, I hear running paws and I look up in hope, my expression softening when I see he's back and with moss, seemingly soaked. I watch the droplets fall from it and lick my lips in anticipation...but then he suddenly face plants and the moss goes flying. I whimper automatically, thinking of all that water gone to waste. It hits the ground and I can almost feel the earth soaking it in and my ears fold back again, my sides heaving with sadness as if I just lost a loved one. Suddenly that water just seems so important. But he slowly gets up, his expression embarrassed as I would expect it to be. He picks up the moss and starts to move it toward me and as soon as I can reach it, I reach out with my tongue, first just licking at it and then I can't stand it no more so I snap it up and start chewing on it, making an "mmm" sound of pleasure in my throat as I swallow the soaked moss. I let out a breath, my eyes already brighter as I look up at him. "Thank you. I feel a little better already." I try to move again and find that I can at least sit up but I still can't stand. Blowing out my breath, I look up at him. "Can you...stay with me for a little while? Just until I can stand?" Misty_female_adult_no mate_no children_no pack |
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