Nymeria |
None
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Kalseru |
Vortigern |
None |
Moonfeather
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None |
None |
Yuki |
None |
None
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Viserion, Myrcella
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Eldrax
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Rhaegal, Tychon, Alagai, Paxton, Visenya
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Drogon, Icarus
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Greywind, Rhaenys, Arthfael
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Bastille, Samus
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Dandelion, Semele
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Daenerys, Sleekwing, Tyrion
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Mêlée, AshitakaEmer, Bran, Jabari, Vaella, Cadeyrn, Berwyn, Nerys, Jubilee, Ashur, Reine, Icarus, Kricket, Navarre, Leilani, Jakuta
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None
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Vhagar
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Diveen
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None
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None
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MoonGlow, Alcide, Sorcha, Fjallraven,
Pan, Grayson, Ravenna, Niviaq |
When the snows fall and the white winds blow, the lone wolf dies, but the pack survives.
- - Nymeria
❥ Pregnant | ^ Pending Promotion | ✘ Stolen | Away
IP: 74.124.114.23
Posted on February 1, 2013 at 10:49:13 PM by
 
I am smiling to myself. A smile of happiness, and yet I cannot help that secret side of me that feels a quiver of nervousness. Yes, I was a Shamaness. A woman grown. I had confidence in myself, and knew that I would do well taking on my Mother's Role. Especially when I held the support of my loved ones... my Mate, my children and the many faces both old and new at my back. Still; Boneclaw and Thunderbone cast long shadows and had large pawsteps to fill. A sound light catches at my peripheries, giving me a small start and I blush as I realize I've been found out. I smirk as mystic crown swivels to look upon Camelot, my profile relaxing once again as I regard him. His words flutter teasingly in the air between us, but the sentiment behind the gesture does not go unheeded. A soft trill of laughter is given, and I toss my head into the breeze, "Oh my, we can't have that now can we?" I replay with the same tantalizing notes of jovial banter. Gentile slippers turn and I descend from my podium to come and join him on equal ground. My eyes sparkle with that usual, wistful daydreamer's quality as I look over the older male who had been such a staple in my pack well before my own birth. "But genuinely, Camelot... Your words mean a lot to me. More then you could know." I wasn't going to elaborate further, certain that he would understand the meaning through context, but even if I had wanted to delve more deeply into the bittersweet subject I would have most gratefully been rescued from prying such personal emotions from my Soul by the sudden squall of a child. Harks stand to attention, eyes widening with renewed surprise as I glance around in confusion, tiara turning towards the depths of the Cavern in the Heart of Spirane. "What in the Name of the Great Spirit is tha-?" Voice trails off as a tiny pale ball of fluff appears crawling from the entrace of the portal. Alabaster fuzz tinged in...,pink? A cub? Out here on her own? I stand at attention immediately, my Shamaness and Maternal instincts kicking in to high gear as paws gently carry me over to the girl. She was only newly born, already malnourished and muzzle dips to get a whiff of her scent. Nothing even remotely familiar tangled in her perfume. Nothing to suggest she belonged to any of the new faces in Spirane. "there now, young one..." I speak in a soothing coo, tapered muzzle gently nuzzling the child to try and soothe her obvious distress. "Where is your mother youngling? Why are you here all alone?" I glance to Camelot, wondering if he might have some insight on the cubs sudden arrival.  Celena Corona Di Spirane ~ Shamaness ~ Alcide Holds my Heart ~ Orca Sleekwing and Swallowbane Are chipped from my Soul |
Replies:
- && make me the wolf you deserve - By Camelot February 5, 2013 at 04:33:06 PM
another soother to suck on. - By Ceal February 5, 2013 at 10:42:00 PM
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| Return to Top **Any position may be challenged for at any time. Please privately contact Nymeria and she will decide the type and style of challenge appropriate to the rank. Abhorsen - The Wielder: Alpha female and Queen of Spirane. Her word is final in all matters. Vows to protect and lead those who call the mountain home. Her Council Belgaer - The Thinker: Second in Command, this wolf is the Abhorsen's most trusted compatriot and confidant. In the Abhorsen's absence, they are able to speak with her authority. Saraneth - The Binder: Chosen mate of the Abhorsen. They can settle pack disputes, accept members, assign tasks, and leads the pack during hunts, in times of war, or in cases where the Abhorsen is not present. Scion - The Successor: The Abhorsen's heir, training to one day fill her paw prints. This wolf must become adept in multiple trades. This wolf is expected to become proficient in healing, fighting, hunting, diplomacy, and thievery. They are expected to lend assistance to any of the other ranks if ever needed. The Bells Dyrim - The Speaker: Lead diplomat and is often times sent out to maintain good relations with allied packs. Charged with educating the Ambassadors in diplomatic ways. Astarael - The Weeper: The commander and lead warrior of the pack. Charged with teaching the Berserkers the art of battle. Clayr - The Seer: Charged with the pack's health, and in teaching the Shiners and those who wish to pursue the art of healing. Kibeth - The Walker: The leader of the Guard. They are the foremost line of defense, charged with securing the borders and bringing pertinent information from within and without the pack to the appropriate wolf. They also lead the Outriders. Ranna - The Sleeper: Assists the queen in guarding from theft as well as advising her of news and gossip from the whole of Moladion. Charged with teaching the Mages about theft, secret keeping, and overall sneakiness. Allowed to make and block steals. Mosrael - The Waker: Caretaker and storyteller of the pack, also the head pupsitter. Often times this wolf will look after the pack's youth and educate them of Spirane and Moladion's history. Leads the Remembrancers in pup watching. Charter - The Power: The master hunter of the pack. Leads and organizes all hunts and teaches the Falconers the art of the hunt. The Classes Berserkers: Warriors and hunters of the pack. Falconers: The pack hunters Mages: Thieves and secret keepers of the pack. Allowed to make and block steals. Ambassadors: Diplomats of the pack. Shiners: Healers of the pack. Outriders: The pack scouts who bring all news of happenings across Moladion back. Remembrancers: Wolves of a kind nature who look after the younger wolves of the pack. These wolves may wish to learn more about healing, but this is not a requirement. Bairns: The young pups of the pack Amateurs: Youth of the pack still finding their place Kinfolk: The general populance of the pack Elders: Respected retirees who still offer wisdom and insight |
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