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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Winter waves crash Lyudmila
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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 ☁


The beautiful wolf whos pelt looked like a field of morning glories, walked down a rocky path leading towards the ocean. He wanted to spend some time watching the waves hit the sandy beach. The winter wind pushing against his thick pelt as the wind whipped up against him from the shore below him.

His paws were becoming more sure of his body as he continued to grow. He would be a sleek thin Male with barely any muscle, but that wouldn't stop him from trying to do everything he could to help people.

He hadn't run into any other wolves like him yet, but that was also a good thing because he didn't know if he was ready to see the wolves his age from his homeland. But he didn't want to think of that right now, he wanted to go down to the ocean and relax.

Finally his pads touched the soft ground of the sandy beach. He shivered as wind hit him this time, he wasn't really ready for this cold climate, but he couldn't control the weather. The ocean started to lap up at his paws as the waves started coming in with the morning tide.

Looking around to make sure no one was around he backed up slightly and laid down. His dark muzzle rested on his teal paws enjoying the way the water lapped up towards him. Though he didn't expect the white fluff to come down from the skies.

It turned the scene right in front of him into a winter wonderland. His breath started coming out with waves of mist or heat waves. He closed his eyes as he started to speak.
”I am Cold and vast
I wonder How my waves can reach so far
I hear Whale songs and dolphin speak
I see Large objects and tiny fish families
I want To be something more than a hunting ground
I am Cold and vast

I pretend To be calm and sweet
I feel Like I could conquer anything I touch
I touch Large landmasses and tiny crevasses in the ground
I worry How others feel about me
I cry When I am not used or forgotten
I am Cold and Vast

I understand Others fear of me
I say Nothing for I have no voice
I dream Of days when sun sparkles off of me
I try To keep my waters calm, but other elements dont let me.
I hope That many will love the sight of me
I am The ocean”


It was a poem his mother would say to him as she told him about the ocean as a pup. He would one day say the same to his. If he were ever lucky to have them.


☁ 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 ✾ 461 Words✾











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