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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Posted on January 19, 2012 at 00:57:12 AM by Twilight Dream
Dirt particles cling to my ash hued cloak, a result of rolling around on my back blindly. Still, I wasn't one to be grooming every five minutes and I couldn't understand wolves that were. I part my maw and send a few humerous words to Ambrosia finding her company rather light and pleasurable for a girl I previously took an instant dislike to. Shifting my weight to fall on my side I finally look towards her and find it hard to fight the smile pulling at the corners of my labias when her reply finally comes. I couldn't agree more. A soft growl emerges from my tight chest at the thought of the others up rooting and leaving before we had managed to bring anything down. "Ya kno'.. Where I come from, wolves were killed for alot less than what they did." I shut my trap and notice the valkyries wandering gaze stopping behind me. That, along with the heady cologne that lingered I figured Tamlin was closer than presumed. I roll my blue eyes quickly, irritated by the fact that I always get caught when in the middle of talking about someone else. Perhaps I had spoken out of turn by mentioning my previous pack? Would Tamlin assume I didn't believe he knew how to hand out punishment or do his job? "Tamlin's standing behind me, isn't he?" My words come with a sigh and seconds later i'm turning around to face the alabastar stallion himself. His expression is blank, much like I remember it to be. I feel like nudging him, trying to lighten the mood and remind him he won the battle, isn't that a reason to smile if nothing else? Wouldn't hurt the guy. Twin audettes perk when he begins to speak and i'm unsure as to who he is addressing more, myself or Ambrosia. It didn't matter, I wasn't hanging around to find out. Besides, I was still pretty pissed about his faithful dogs heading off in the middle of the hunt leaving me and Ambrosia to pick up the pieces. Yeah, we do the work but they'll all be tucking in stuffing their fat pie holes no doubt. Arrogant bastards.. I try to keep my expression as blank as Tamlins though the anger must have become transparent across my palette whilst looking thoughtful once or twice. I lift my weight from the ground and look to Ambrosia, my features steering clear of any emotion as I do. "Till next time." I offer her a nod before swinging my apex around to Tamlin, my eyes cold but ever faithful. "Glad to have been of assistance." Well what did he expect? I didn't exactly know the guy so keeping things formal felt best. Besides, isn't that what I do best? Push others away? Old habbits die hard. I gesture the knight a nod before walking past him and heading toward one of many exits of the clearing. Twilight Dream||Female||Adult||Epsilon of Bright Moon Table made by SMJ itsdura ashensorrowstock |
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