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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Posted on November 26, 2017 at 05:04:13 PM by Grey Wind
The moment came for both of them together, entangled within one another as they let passion fill them. It was not about either one or the other, but about but of them, and them together. And what they would have happen from this moment. There had been many times that Grey Wind and Macaria had made love, occasionally in a romantic way but more often than not in a heated and often aggressive way. But it was the way that they preferred it, it was the way that their relationship worked. They were not the lovey-dovey type of wolves, never would be. Even before things had changed with Macaria, before she became who she was today, they had never been the romantic type of couple. They had their own way of going about things, and it suited them just fine. Even if others wouldn’t understand it. But this time, their love making meant something more. It was more than just a way for them to express their feelings for each other, and the enjoy the pleasure that came from it, but it was to make something more of their relationship. To start a family. Even though Grey Wind and Macaria did not have the same exact thoughts on the reasoning to have pups, they both wanted them. And the pair had been honest with each other, which was the most important part. Everything else they could work out, as they always did. When the pair had reached their climax together, and went down to the ground together as they waited for their bodies to calm down, the male panted heavily as his tongue went to clean his mate. When he felt Macaria’s form push into his chest, his heart beat faster once more. He could spend every moment with her and it would still not be enough. He would never tire of inhaling her scent, of feeling her form beneath his own. A satisfied growl escaped his throat as their muscles relaxed, telling his body how tired he was after their actions. The brute’s audettes twitched as the femme spoke up, breaking the silence that had been between them. "Have you ever tried for pups before, my love?" They had not discussed their past before, not in this sense anyways, so she still did not know that she was his first. He had never had another relationship besides the one with her. She had only been a teen when he had first found her, and he had assumed that she had not had a relationship with another, but it had been unfair to assume that. She was no pup when Grey Wind took her back to Abendrot, so she could have had others before him for all he knew. ”No, you were the first. And the only. Did you have anyone before…before we met?” He shifted his form so he could look at her, yellow orbs meeting her orange ones as they spoke. Guilt still raked him sometimes when he thought of how they had come together, but at the same time if he hadn’t kidnapped her, they never would have found the love they had for each other. But he was not sure if that really justified his previous actions… Macaria went on to talk about her concerns about the birth of their future pups. And it was then that Grey Wind realized he didn’t know what he was doing either. He had never been with a female when they had given birth, and he would be of no use if something were to go wrong as Macaria said. He knew that she was skilled as a healer, but what would happen if she was the one in need instead of helping another? Would she talk him through what to do, or would she be unable to do even that? A new fear swept over him at the thought of something happening to her to give birth to their pups. And what if something happened to one of their young? Would Macaria be well enough to take care of them? But then Macaria’s form calmed a bit and she relaxed into him once more with a sigh. "I guess we will deal with whatever happens…" She was right. They had always been able to handle anything that had happened together, and here was no different. There were other wolves in their pack, and Kershov himself was a father. Surely there would be someone they could call on if there was dire need? ”Whatever happens we can handle, don’t worry love.” Grey Wind laid his head over her neck, letting his eyes close as he drifted off to sleep, thoughts of their future family together slowing down as he let his mind relax, enjoying the warmth of his mate underneath him. Picture and table credit to the wonderful Morgin <3
| GreyWind | Adult |Uyaraut| Tied to Macaria | |
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