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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She was terrified. Having faced something that she knew not how she had escaped from was troublesome enough, but her anxiety of being out for the entire night held her prisoner of her own mind. Amalthea had made her way back to Bright Moon inch by inch. The ess had found a way to sneak through Blossom like some kind of spy. The usually frighteningly clean fae was now covered in dirt with leaves and twigs and all sorts of things sticking to her cloak. Her dislocated leg had been her worst injury, though she did have cuts from sliding to a stop when the male she had been cornered by had given chase to her. Stumbling over the border, she looked behind her, nearly tripping over her own legs as she did so. And after resting for a minute or two, she kept moving forward, futhering her progress into the borders. Thea surreptitiously slowed to a stop when she found a small indent in the earth beneath a tree with large roots. Having no energy left to care whether or not someone was watching her, she stepped gingerly into the embrace of these roots and settled herself down painstakingly, favoring her leg and finally colliding with the terra audibly. The creature lowered her head, resting it on the ground on top of her wrists and curled her banner up, attempting to feel as safe as she possibly could. Which was not easy since this was not her usual spot to sleep and she had not taken the time to look around and see any spots that might have predators lurking behind them… Her radars flattened against her pale crown as she willed herself to rest and relax. But with that relaxation came a bit of a late response to her entire night. The shy being wanted to cry up a storm. And though she did not shed tears, she trembled and shook slightly, attempting not to relive the events that had occurred. It would not surprise her if she refused to go outside the territory lines for the next few months. Her experiences outside Bright Moon had been less than favorable. And after being chased like some kind of prey, she was terrified beyond belief.
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