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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Limbs itched like nothing the lass had ever experienced. The dull scales peeling scale by scale was nearly unbearable- no- it was unbearable and the girl had to walk with her maw clenched shut, fangs gritting against each other as she continued on. Stopping every once in a while to scratch one limb and then another and then another and ot continued on for hours and hours as she made her way towards Uyaraut where Mabbit had left a trail of blood from a fresh kill he'd made to a turkey. The trail let her follow without losing his scent. . . even though she kept having to stop to itch the dull, dry scales. Though they still had the colors that had appeared when it first happened, but they were just dull and eventually ended with fur again. The brindled lass at this point was frustrated and wished she hadn't been at Fir Chilis at the time of the colored geyser and the loud ass explosion that had made her faint. In fact she wanted nothing to do with these scales, even if they were petty, she was already weird enough without scales

When she did finally arrive at Uyaraut, she stopped way before the border where no one could see her, tasting the air and finally moving towards the border, when Mabbit came into view the ess had to stop to itch one of the peeling limbs. When it stopped, she moved forward to him and stopped just shy of the border. Looking towards the turkey and then towards Mabbit. Eyes falling to his head where nubs were. Audits flattened slightly, "Mabbit, you have nubs!"

The girls shock didn't override her need to itch as her rump plopped on the earth beneath her and she instantly brought her hind paw up to scratch at her front leg, groaning as the sensation helped her itchiness.

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