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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I'm not sure what I'm expecting of those who come to Bright Moon to make it their home. So many different personalities, pasts, futures... they are all now a jumble of different beings within the same species. Unable to be defined. Unlike other packs - Malignant Felicity with its killers and bloodthirsty fiends, Abendrot with its carefully trained soldiers, Spring Grounds with its peace and happiness - we have no label. We are simply of the ashes and of rebirth, welcoming anyone and everyone into our humble, regrowing abode. Her eyes, golden and innocent, do not stare into mine but rather, look somewhere far off over my shoulder. Her muscles are rigid and she looks as though she will bolt any second. I'm unsure as to how I am to comfort her so instead of attempting to string together a poetic, impressive sentence with meaning to it I simply smile. Smiling is nice. She returns mine with her own, although it's weak. She reminds me almost of what I used to be when I came here -- she seems just as sad and broken as I though I'm sure our situations are vastly different. I was never scared. She looks scared.

"Ah," I nod. "It's lovely to meet you, Misty. Andere Seite has its own harsh reputation now, does it not?" There is some strange mixture of a grimace and a smile on my face now, and I flick my tail gently. "Anyhow, welcome to Bright Moon..." I trail off uncertainly, scan her face carefully, and then hesitantly add something which may or may not sully the first impression I've made on her. "We are known to be a pack whose members all have their own pasts and mysteries but I would like to tell you now, Misty, that if anyone within these borders hurts you, then they have either made a grave mistake or they are not truly apart of our ranks. I hope you find Bright Moon befitting to your needs. If you ever want to... talk, come find me." I smile slightly.


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[ male | adult | teal eyed, golden furred | no love | bright moon | no pups ]

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