AbhorsenThe Wielder
Nymeria
DyrimThe Speaker
None
BelgaerThe Thinker
Kalseru
SaranethThe Binder
Vortigern
AstaraelThe Weeper
None
ClayrThe Seer
Moonfeather
KibethThe Walker
None
ScionIn Waiting
None
MosraelThe Waker
Yuki
CharterThe Power
None
RannaThe Sleeper
None
AmbassadorsDiplomats
Viserion, Myrcella
ShinersHealers
Eldrax
FalconersHunters
Rhaegal, Tychon, Alagai, Paxton, Visenya
BerserkersWarriors
Drogon, Icarus

OutridersScouts
Greywind, Rhaenys, Arthfael
MagesThieves & Spys
Bastille, Samus
RemembrancersCaretakers & Historians
Dandelion, Semele

EldersHonored Retirees
Daenerys, Sleekwing, Tyrion
KinfolkThe Pack
Mêlée, Ashitaka
Emer, Bran, Jabari, Vaella, Cadeyrn, Berwyn, Nerys, Jubilee, Ashur, Reine, Icarus, Kricket, Navarre, Leilani, Jakuta
BairnsPuppies
None
AmateursIn Training
Vhagar

NehimaAllies
Diveen
YraelGuests
None
OrannisEnemies
None

The TombsOur Fallen Family
MoonGlow, Alcide, Sorcha, Fjallraven,
Pan, Grayson, Ravenna, Niviaq


News 08.08.2021
Change was long overdue in Spirane. Now that I have learned who is still an active presence within the pack, the ranks have been updated. As I once took time away from the pack, so too now shall Kalseru. Know that she is still second in command of the pack, as is reflected in her rank. Once you are familiar with the new ranking system, if you would like to change positions or move up in the ranks you need only ask. Let this be a time of new life in Spirane, and a promise of great things to come!

When the snows fall and the white winds blow, the lone wolf dies, but the pack survives.
- - Nymeria



❥ Pregnant | ^ Pending Promotion | ✘ Stolen | Away

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It's Almost Time.

Visions of Light so Pristine and Pure are fading. Fading are my memories of Pearlescent Gates and Gossamer Wings. Of Swords that Blaze with the Passion's Fire and rain that falls with Holy Water. No longer to the chorus of Cherub's voice rise up in a crescendo of Heavenly Gospel that breathes Life and Inspiration into my Breast.

But I have no Fear. I know as I drift further and further from that Empyrean it means only that I wander closer and closer to my New Purpose. The Voices of the Angels is replaced by a more rhythmic tempo. A Pulse that thrums out of the darkness and comforts me like a lullaby. It is the beat of my Mother's Heart. My Mother, whom I have personally chosen as Mine Own and have waited so patiently for so very long for this moment when she would Create my Life Spark within her. Slowly I become aware of a Pulse deep inside myself that answers the cadence of hers. I am no longer a free floating zephyr. But tangible and finite. My Soul no longer drifts of the Aether as a Will-o-the-Wisp, but is now captured by Flesh and Muscle and Bone.

Beside me, I feel a familiar presence. A Life Force it seems that I have known for all of Eternity but as true as She is Familiar she is also entirely New. A Body that sinks in close to mine in our warm dark harbor of my Mother's Womb. She is My Sister In Soul, and now in Blood.

It feels like Eons that I wait, biding my time and building strength within so delicate a package. But an Eternity to a Divine Spirit can trickle with the ease of a blinking eye, and finally the time arrives when I feel my dark world shift upon it's small axis and I am evicted from the safety of my Mother's belly. I wriggle with anticipation- doubtless causing her discomfort but already the Infinite Wisdom of the All-Knowing is fleeing my Mind, hiding away into the locked places that I can only rediscover through Life Experience and Maturity. Wiped Clean, shaken into gray matter and instilled with the innocence of a Child. A New Soul, fresh upon the soft soil that is my cradle.

I take my first breath, and with it, the last of my Angelic Memoirs fade into the abyss. I am blind and deaf, but strong and I mewl loudly as I squirm and writhe at my mother's touch, one tiny paw batting at her nose as she cleans me. It is a strong yet gentle gesture, and as she licks me dry I snuggle closer to her, pushing upon my tiny legs to find her side, instinct driving me to a teat. To that Life-Giving source of nutrients.

I growl and coo before taking one into my mouth, pushing at her sides with my paws in a pumping manner to encourage the milk to come to me. I am Zigzagel. ZigZag.

And I am like nothing anyone has ever seen in Moladian Before.

* ZigZagel * Seraphim * Zildjian x Amaterasu * No Guardian Angel * No One's Pierced By Cupid's Arrow *




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**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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