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 December 20, 2015 at 11:04:33 PM by DISASTER

The lack of moonlight makes for poor visibility, even for predators used to hunting at night. Perhaps fortunately for Bright Moon, the gentle lull in activity has prevented the bear from seeking out any packmates left alone and ignorant of its progress through the territory . . . but that means the beast hears Summer’s call all the better. Acting on a strong instinctual sense of dominance, the bear releases its attention from a nearly stripped berry bush and charges toward the loudest source of noise, footfalls heavy and loud.

It does not take long for the colossal shape to explode from the brittle undergrowth, a bone-shaking roar exploding from its broad muzzle. It’s eyes immediately snap toward the ghostly glowing form of Aimery; without breaking stride the enormous monster barrels toward the lad before rearing up onto its hind limbs and swiping violently at its target. One flat paw almost catches Aimery directly across the skull—a hit that would knock the soldier out cold and deal a serious concussion—but Danger, whose black pelt is better concealed in the darkness, lunges blindly and clamps his jaws around the bear’s wrist at the last second—effectively throwing its aim. Long talons scrape over Aimery’s brow and draw blood, but that is the extent of what might have been a serious attack.

Danger is not able to hold on to the bear for long. With a savage growl the giant enemy swings its forelimb and shakes off the black wolf—flinging him roughly into a tree. Danger hits the trunk with a thunk across the ribs. Nothing is broken, but as he struggles to stand with the wind knocked from his lungs, he can feel a deep bruise beginning to form.

As this lightning-fast scene unfolds, brave Summer has been calculating the best angle to strike his opponent without endangering his wolves or wasting his own life by taking a stupid risk. As the bear slams back down to all fours he thinks he sees his chance—but then the vicious monster pivots, jowls unfolding and yellow fangs parting in a saliva-drenched snarl. It rushes into Summer’s space before he can slip away and pins him against a tree, one paw pressed firmly to the wolf’s chest. The pack needs to react quickly before the bear harms their King!


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