Perhaps changed most of all out of all of the packs is this place. It was stripped out of its forested home and now instead lays at the edge of an ocean. The vast sparkling eternity of the water lays to the south of the land, while the rest of the land is made of rocky outjuttings. Gone are the trees, and all that remains for greenery are the short shrubs that dot the paths in the rock, and the moss that grows thanks to the spray of the waves. Further toward the shore, barnacles are a plenty, and look to cut the pads of those who slip on the wet surface. These extend out into the water itself, and the tough land has multiple caverns scraped into it, providing ample dens for the wolves that live there. Depending on the tide, however, the lower caverns may flood, and the vicious swirling water may prove to be dangerous as there is a strong undertide ready to pull unsuspecting swimmers to their doom. Even the tide itself is powerful enough to push intruders against one cliff or another. The ocean does provide, however, plenty of food for those who brave the waters - there are many breeds of seals and sea lions, though the males that protect each of these are vicious and territorial. There are also turtles that come ashore to breed and to lay their eggs - both the adults and the eggs themselves can provide sustenance to the wolves. But they must take care - the water is deep enough to allow sharks to come to shore from the depths below. Those unwilling to venture the waves or wet their paws with the moist sand of the shore can find snakes and hares in the rocky outcroppings, but they must beware the Komodo dragon and other monitor lizards that perch upon the shore - they are swift and move in groups, not to mention they carry venom in their bite that causes immense pain, paralysis, and prevents blood clotting. This is not the land for the weak of heart or the weak at all really. This is Uyaraut - ‘The Diamond in the Rough’.

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Danger had sensed the bear’s presence long before it encroached on Bright Moon territory. That alien, musky scent had threaded through the atmosphere and sent alarm bells clanging incessantly within his skull, driving the dark dog to check the borders again and again and again. He’d hoped that maintaining the invisible wall would discourage the massive beast from bothering his pack; it wasn’t as if bears had been a major problem in the past, so why would one want to mess with wolves now? Unfortunately, not even Danger’s extensively paranoid efforts were enough to dissuade his enemy. That faraway scent had leeched itself into the outskirts of Bright Moon. Trees bore the horrific claw-marks only cruel talons could forge—ragged stripes that Danger felt with his paws and shuddered at the touch. When his nose had followed the first path marching its way deeper into the kingdom, cold dream shivered up his spine. This was a quiet, peaceful barracks . . . certainly not an army that deserved such a ravenous guest!

Today Danger had nearly suffered a heart attack. He’d been tracking the bear as it meandered aimlessly through the territory—but suddenly its path veered terrifyingly close to where the wolves normally convened. Dreams were now a thing of the past; the sooty soldier hadn’t slept in days, so worried he felt for the wellbeing of his family. Yeah, that’s right—his family. Hard to say when Danger had started thinking of them like that, but there you go. He might never hold a real conversation with any of them, yet the blind fool could not imagine a future in which Summer and Thea and Misty and the others did not exist. He needed to protect them. Somehow.

Summer’s fearless voice reached Danger’s audits and immediately the blue-eyed brute altered his course. Normally he would turn around and hide the moment he sensed a stranger, but today Danger trotted right up to the unknown male so he could face his king. “Danger, reporting for duty,” he mumbled, expressionless as always. He turned his muzzle slightly in Aimery’s direction, noting the fading cologne of Abendrot and deciding to not care. “And, ah, welcome to Bright Moon stranger. If you can help us out, we’ll be cool.”


.:.Bright Moon soldier – solitary heart – without a tie – LSVK.:.




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