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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MEN SHOULD KEEP THEIR WORD,




The male was panting heavily from the exertion of his run to get this stranger, and the run to get back to his dying mate. He had never really thought about the fact that he could possibly lose Macaria when she gave birth to their young. He assumed the hard part was over and that now they would be a happy family. But fate had different plans, and he would do everything in his power to change those plans. Even if it meant trusting a complete stranger because that was what the femme said was their only option. He felt helpless as he remained in the background, ready to step in and protect the pups if this stranger showed to be any sort of danger to them. But there was nothing he could do to help the femme, and Grey Wind hated that he had to let someone else be her rescuer. All he could do was watch on as the vampire went to his mate, sinking his fangs into her flesh and letting his venom enter her form. Even though he knew this would save her…or at least he hoped it would…he couldn’t help the growl that escaped him when he saw Macaria’s silent scream. It wasn’t until Macaria verbally cried out and tried to push away from the pups that Grey Wind thought of what could happen to them as they were nursing from her. He quickly went to them, pulling the young from her temporarily as she underwent her change, fear washing through him at the thought of what effects this could have on their newborns.

What Grey Wind witnessed next was the most horrific thing he had ever seen. He was glad he had moved the pups, and he crouched protectively over them as they whimpered and cried out for their mother. Macaria’s form began to die, blood coming from her mouth and eyes, and he was for once thankful that she could feel no pain. He could only imagine how excruciating this transformation must be to others that had undergone it and still had intact nerve endings. But it was still hard for him to watch her, now gasping for air as the blood continued to pour from her throat. Stepping over the pups he drew closer to the femme, a whine escaping from him at having to watch his love go through such an event. But he didn’t know any other way to save her after what had happened. Surely this was better than her being really dead. As she struggled more and more to breathe, Grey Wind couldn’t stay away anymore. Keeping half an eye on Thackery to make sure the pups were still safe, he was at his mate’s side, her blood soaking the front end of his form, but he didn’t care. Another whine escaped the brute as he helplessly watched on, his form pressing against her own so she would know that she was not alone with this.

And then he felt her body go still. There was no longer a living heart within her, and she looked to be dead. Really dead. Panic swept through him. It hadn’t worked, she wasn’t coming back from this and this stranger had killed her. But really Grey Wind had gone to get Thackery and had let him bite her and poison her. He had killed his mate. She should have come back to him by now surely, and then with a snarl he whipped around to the vampire, ready to tear his throat out for what he had done. ”Why didn’t it work? She said this would save her, but you killed her.” His fear was turning to anger as he accused the vampire of murdering his mate. But then he heard a gasp behind him, and he quickly turned back to his mate, who was now vomiting up blood, but was breathing. Yellow orbs widened when he saw that she was breathing, he had thought that she had truly died. “Grey… You did it! I’m … I’m alive!” All he could do for a moment was stare at her now blood red eyes. She was alive, even though it made no sense. He had watched her die…but here she was now talking to him as she had always done. Macaria leaned forward and gave him a kiss, and a whine escaped from him when he realized that he indeed had not lost his mate. ”Macaria… He didn’t know what else to say to her, but leaned his forehead against her own for a moment, thankful that his time with her was not over.

The femme had made her way back to their pups, who had gone to sleep during this whole ordeal. It seemed that the transformation hadn’t changed any of her mothering instincts. The femme addressed the other brute, and Grey Wind turned back to him, feeling bad now for accusing him of killing her. ”Yes, Thackery, thank you. I’m sorry for my outburst.” Grey Wind’s form focused back on his family, his form curling around his mate and their young, his tongue going out to clean her blood stained form. ”How do you feel love?” He wasn’t sure how this would change their family’s life style, but he knew that he would never leave her side. No matter what type of blood was running through her veins.

Picture and table credit to the wonderful Morgin <3


KINGS MOST OF ALL.


| GreyWind | Adult |Uyaraut| Tied to Macaria | Father to Evandros, Ronan, Missandei and Kiora | Violet




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