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: 71.192.221.44
Posted on March 27, 2013 at 12:58:01 PM by SWALLOWBANE
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The young man has been so… so weak. It hurts him from the inside out to show such signs of weakness, such shows of outward pain. He doesn’t want to hurt any more. He doesn’t want to have to deal with everything that’s been going on. He just wants to go home. He wants to stroll back up his mountain and bask in the sunlight at the very top. Swallowbane longs for the things that he can’t have any more, and that’s enough to make him hurt. Bane hurts everywhere. Everything has become too much for the young man to handle over the course of time. How can it not hurt? But there is someone in his life that takes the pain and pulls it off his shoulders. She is delicate, light and graceful. A singer, a dancer, and the light in his eyes—she is. She’s beautiful, takes his breath away, and she’s just… she’s Calista. The love of Swallowbane’s life has come to him over the course of time, but she’s been so absent from his life lately… he’s been hiding. He’d admit it now that he’s been hiding, and that was something that he wasn’t so keen on. He’d been hiding from everyone right in plain sight… ready to be found, in the same way he didn’t want to be. Bane has been standing, a sentinel. It’s something that brings a rigidity to his existence, and that’s something he needs. A constant eye over these lands was better than nothing to do at all. From up here on his ledge he could see everything… he’d been searching for a mountain from all angels for a long while. In reality, the young man just wanted to go home. It was hard not to ache for it when what you knew and loved had been taken without a chance to say goodbye. Even on this dark night, the young man felt like he could see the world. There it was, spread out at his feet. And there she was. The woman that had made his life complete made from the girl he’d adored so much… yes, there was Calista. She wasn’t as quiet now, and part of him wondered if it was intentional. Wouldn’t want to trip the time bomb… that was how he felt, Bane did. He felt like the great time bomb of Spirane, up on his mountain to stare down upon the world. It wasn’t enough, really. He needed something more, but nothing more came. It seemed like nothing more would ever come for him. Calista came for him, and she was more than enough. Her words send a pang of guilt rocking through his chest. The creature turns his head slowly, some of the darkness ebbing away from the weight on his shoulders. “I haven’t come down in weeks.” His words are a quiet affirmation, his tone heavy and sad. There’s so much he misses, and it all becomes real again when he stares at the stars. On a night like tonight, with no stars to stare at, Swallowbane is a disillusioned child. Things are different. With Calista at his side, he’s different too. Differences are a strange thing. A long sigh passes through his lungs. The young man turns to reach out for the young woman, offering her his shoulder and needing her closer. “I’m sorry I’ve let you miss me… I’ve been in rough shape, I guess… at least since everything happened.” Three years was a long time to be in rough shape, and Bane supposed dully that he was living in the past. It was the past that meant the world to him, and he’d go through his ups and his downs with it. At least he had something else that meant the world to him, someone that had made it. There she was, standing before him, making his heart ache a good sort of ache. hound’s Calista’s heart| four | Alcide X Moonglow |
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- remember me, - By calista March 28, 2013 at 02:02:44 PM
THE BEAST THAT DOESN’T QUiVER ANYMORE - By SWALLOWBANE March 29, 2013 at 05:09:15 AM
remember me, - By calista March 30, 2013 at 12:55:20 PM
THE BEAST THAT DOESN'T QUiVER ANYMORE - By SWALLOWBANE April 11, 2013 at 02:01:47 AM
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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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