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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Darkness within, Crowned by Horns Kershov
IP: 174.233.1.145
Posted on January 26, 2019 at 00:33:49 AM by Siku




✘ Your life was safer while I was sleeping. ✘

Siku

In Restless dreams I walk alone, narrow streets of cobblestone, neath the halo of a street lamp, I turned my collar to the cold and damp.

(before Graes had closed)

The large brute walked with his tiny appy daughter stringing behind him. He had taken it upon himself to travel to the different packs, but this one was slightly closer. He had traveled by himself this time because Inkeri was old enough to handle the pack along with Namurr. He wanted to meet this Alpha of the sea and see if they could come to an alliance.

He had traveled for some time before finally coming to the edge of the forest and smelling the saltwater smell. His eyes closed and took a deep breath. So much had happened before this time. He had met Olya, fell in love with the little slave and had somewhat free’d her. The only thing left to free was her mind and he knew that was going to take some time to do. She had been through so much.

On top of that he had taken over as the Alpha of Graes. Found three little girls and taken them in as his own. He loved those strange pups and enjoyed the time with them. Now he needed to make sure his pack stayed safe and strong if something were to ever happen to him. With that thought in his mind he started to walk towards the pack border.

His massive paws pulling him forward as he marched. His massive black and white fur covered skull carried high in the air as he walked. Until he came up to the border. Careful not to cross it, the massive alpha sat down and lifted his jaws up to the sky, letting out a howl.

”I am requesting an audience with the Alpha of this pack. I am Siku, Alpha of Graes. I’m not here to start a war or cause your pack or family any harm.”

Alpha of GW| loves Olya| Father of Inkeri and the twins | words: 306

wolf stock Bine G. on Dawnthieves; antlers Linda Tanner; manip and table credit to xathira



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