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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Something was changing. The tiny precious pup had been warm, fed, protected. Everything was dark, and safe, the was no noise or fear, only Ronan, and his siblings. The greatest tribulation the pup had endured at this point in his life, was one of his siblings bumping into him. Now, however, something was wrong. He was being push, push, pushed around, the walls were closing in all around him, thrusting him forward, outward. Into the unknown. A sharp burst of cold air brought a shriek from his lips, a soft, gentle tongue, that smelled like home. and milk. Whatever this was, wherever he was, Ronan knew he was safe. He was warm. And fed.

what else could a pup want?

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