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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'Cause I'm the big bad wolf
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Moving along at a leisurely pace, the black magic woman makes her way into the forest of blossoms. Reptilian gaze making sure to take in every minuscule detail about the world around her. She has come with only one thing on her mind, she wishes to start her own long lasting empire. Seeking to find a kingdom, a mate and make a family pack of wolves even the ones who claimed darkness would be terrified of. Her paws do not disturb and ruffle the earth as most wolves do, remaining silent as the grave. Her claws left small impressions on the terra beneath her paws, the only sign that she had even been there. Silently, she surveys the territory she has come to. A faint border line marked it as pack real-estate.

Jaidah howls into the darkness that is a forest at night, sharp and intelligent green eyes scanning for motion. Listening, her midnight and star-flecked ears danced on her head. When she heard nothing in return, Jaidah made her first territorial mark upon the ground. "Mine." She says simply, slipping into the forest of scarred trees and abandoned dens.

FEMALE - ADULT - 38 IN/169LBS - HEARTLESS - NONE SHARE HER BLOOD - LONER


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