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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Through The Smoke And Flames,



He was so unsure of what was going on today. In the early morning he had gone out to hunt for some game for Sako to surprise her when she awoke, he had caught a turkey. While out doing so, apparently there was even more magic lying in the earth and it decided to bless the warrior with growing antlers - Though they were only nubs now. He wondered what kind of a rack he was delt. His journey home, instead of avoiding others completely, he began to look for other signs of magic like his. He saw wolves with nubs like his, feathers even sprouting from their dorsals. He was amazed. Maybe the earth finally was telling him he was doing something good and going in the right direction with Sako.

His large black paws crunched the snow under them as he made his way to Uyaraut, upon his return to where he last saw her, he learned that Sako was no longer in the cave and must have ventured out. He sighed, actually disappointed that the vixen left him. Then again, maybe she had gone out searching for him. It dawned on him, he wanted to protect her at all costs. Maybe even if she didn't want to be part of the pack, he could show her where he resided if she needed him, or even if she changed her mind - And by the gods did Mabbit hope she would do so. He kept the turkey dangling still in his mouth, even if Sako did not follow him here he would not let the meal go to waste - Though he much prefered fish.

He finally came to a stop at the borders of Uyaraut and set the turkey down in the snow. It was nearly sundown. He decided to stop and wait in case Sako were to follow him in any further. She had never been one for packs she had said, so maybe she did not know how strict they were around here about outsiders . . . Kershov certainly was a great King, but if Sako were to wander in unattended by Mabbit himself then she could risk a lot. He wouldn't let it happen. She would be his guest. He watched the trail of blood that lightly stained the snow from where he came. The beast sat down, plume curling around his paws as he waited . . .







On The Frontlines Of War


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