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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☁ You come to me with scars on your wrist, you tell me this will be the last night feeling like this ☁


He could tell the other wolf wasn't very pleased by him, but when he noticed the large alpha was fascinated by his coloring, the alpha’s entire aura changed to one of curiosity. Yuka could understand, in his time being on this island he had not once met wolves like him. From a distance he could see wolves with large antlers and scales, but never one with feathers much like this lad here. Gently he licked his lips while listening to the Alpha talk about his pack and how safe it was. His heart began to slow knowing the alpha wasn’t going to kill him. At least not yet, honestly Yuka had no real talent to bring to the pack.

When the alpha asked what he was and if magic had changed him into who he was yuka let out a soft snort. ”No I was born this way. I’m an Arcus Irae or another word would be a rainbow. I guess in my world you could say my coat was influenced by magic, but other than that nothing here caused me to become this way.”

He didn’t know if he should say more about where he was from or what An Arcus actually is to some, but he felt as though he should explain the filth and his presentation to the alpha to make amends for how he seemed. ”I do apologize for being filthy. I learned it was best to cover my coat as much as I could to protect myself from unwilling eyes. I never meant any disrespect sir. I don’t offer much in terms of knowing how to function in a pack, but I am willing to learn as best as I can to not be a burden to you and your people. I know my coat is quiet unique, so if you wish I be a treasure to your pack that you flaunt to others that is fine as long as I can stay here where I won’t be harmed.” his voice was quiet as he spoke. Not wanting to change how the alpha was acting towards him currently. He meant it though, he would do anything to stay someplace safe.


☁ I’ll wrap you in my arms and I won’t let go, I’m everything you need me to be. ☁

✾ No home ✾ Afraid of finding other Rainbows ✾ Disgraced like a fallen angel ✾ Plaything of Rini ✾ Words 369✾












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