Summer has arrived. The world has been well at peace, and others seem to be trying to take advantage. They believe we are lazy and complacent. We are no such thing. Remain vigilante, friends and family.
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{ Angels are Bright Still } IP: 202.159.130.167 Posted on April 21, 2013 at 00:03:14 AM by Isola
My Kane is most sneaking, but not sneaking enough. I have been waiting for a time most long atop the throne that rose from our den, for I dare not leave Achilles alone and yet I find myself unable to rest within, unable to hold him close and remain calm and truly I do not wish to affect him, I do not wish for him to feel and see my tension and distress. Perhaps Weylin finds such a thing weakness, but he does not understand and never will. I do not hide my emotions because I feel I must. I control them because I am Queen, because a Queen never falls apart in front of her pack, or her son. I will not have him growing up, remembering the day his Mother paced and whimpered and cried in fear of her mate. He need only look at my eyes to see my fear, need only see me seated atop my throne, looking out across the pack land to understand that I am waiting for my mate and will continue to do so until the moment he appears. I do not need to howl and cry and rage like an insolent child throwing what they are calling a tantrum. Perhaps Weylin feels it is appropriate to behave as such before his Pack- but I do not, Kane does not and Achilles will not. There is no shame in emotion, there is nothing to hide, my son sees us each day embrace in our affection and never do I send him from the den when we speak of Pack, of Tobias, of worries, I let him see that I am concerned on such matters, I let him see when I am afraid or angry or worried, I do not hide them, but nor do I shout them as certain others do. I wish for my son to grow with the ability to look upon another and understand, from a mere look, what that other may feel. You do not need words. You need only eyes to read another and though perhaps my emotions do not burst, though often they feel as if they should, they are there, they can be seen, but the are subtle and they are controlled. That is our way.
I will offer him no more of my thoughts as I sit and wait, the violet of my gaze turning back to look within our den, ensuring Achilles still played within with the bone I had brought for him to tease and chew at with puppy fangs so small, yet most sharp still. I shifted at the memory of such puppy fangs seeking to nurse. Mother never did tell me of all the moments of child rearing though I had already decided I wished for more, many more to carry on my bloodline and that of Kane’s. Achilles was perfection and I am thinking it is a sin not to produce further such perfection. I smiled to myself before the violet of my gaze saw movement within the distance, tail waving as I turned to race down the ramp of my throne and back into our den, nudging my boy, my son so beautiful.
“You must be staying here, yes, never to leave until I am coming back. Father has come home from his battle and I must be going to him, when the time is being right I am bringing him back here to you. You are understanding, my son? Do not leave.”
When I was sure he had understood- for sometimes it is taking boys longer to understand- I turned from him, leaping with ease and grace down the incline of my den site to lunge onto the fields of gold and light, racing across the open plains of my kingdom, near flying upon wings I have always been believing I had. I ran most fast that day, past Heyel and Devil as they sat beneath their Tree of Meetings and talked about that bush once more, past Ava and Fathom, Katsumi and Malina as they went about their days and though I did not seem them I smelt the scent of Pompeii and Yojimbo, Vidar and Brooke and I hoped, truly I did, that my Kane had no returned in defeat, that he had not come to say that we must leave for I have no desire to ever be taken from my land of gold and sun and light, a land out Fathers had worked so long to retain and combine. I raced forward to the border line, paws falling soft and silent as I searched the place he had been, seeking his scent, tasting him on the air before I paused to see the trails or red that dotted my golden earth, leading down and into the ravine.
“Kane! Kane!”
I turned upon the spot, seeking the beginning of this trail yet the sight of such blood did not put me at rest. Perhaps it was foolish, perhaps it was an over-reaction for indeed I had expected him to be worn and torn, but.....to see it is another thing, to look upon it and understand that this is being blood of my mate is- distressing. I turned, moving into a steady lope, following this trail, following scent down and into the ravine as I leapt and hopped with nimble ease down a steeper incline that I was being most sure he did not take, searching for his blackened form, noticing only the red within the water as it moved past. I cannot say what it was a I felt in that moment though indeed I am sure I imagined all the worst things, within my mind he lay beneath the water, drowned and bleeding and I feared nothing, nothing except having to tell our child and watch his tiny face crumple and watch my world fall apart. I am not knowing this Makism, but I am thinking, that perhaps I should be sending Heyel to be murdering him and I am not caring what any think of me for it. So many images danced so terribly within my mind as I leapt from the rocks and cliffs, scrambling down and onto the bank, rounding the corner until I saw him standing within the stream, his body most torn and broken and bleeding red into the water all about him. I was liking to think I was calm and composed though I am sure my face had grown drawn and shocked and blank and pale (if this is being possible when one is being white). I was a child the day my Father returned victorious from his battle with Wild Justice, I did not remember much and since then I have seen no war, no battle and no blood-shed. The sight of my Kane is the first truly wounded I have seen and never, never will I forget it as I rushed towards him in a flurry, launching myself into the water in utter panic. Truly it is fortunate I managed to stop myself before I lunged atop him as I desired to, my mind halting my advance before I collided with him and knocked him down, tail waving and ears laced back as I came towards him softly now, terrified of hurting him as I reached for him, licking his muzzle, his face, his shoulder....anything within range of my own muzzle.
“You are hurt! Oh, oh, I am not been trained for wounds like this, oh, where is it hurting the most! I will be fixing it. I am hoping that you are mauling most badly this Makism otherwise I am doing it for you and that one he is calling his mate in a sinful manner as well!”
I am thinking perhaps I was a little.....overwhelmed.
6 Years || Mate to Kane || Mother of Achilles || Angel Queen of Diveen
Lightning Queen
The Queen of Diveen. She may accept all challenges and block any steal. She is the sworn protector of the pack and all who reside here.
Thunder King
The Lightning Queen's mate and second-in-comman. He may accept any challenge and block all steals. He may accept new members. This position cannot be challenged for but is currently empty.
Whirlwind
This rank belongs to the closest advisor to the Lightning Queen. This wolf can block steals and accept new members. When there is no Thunder King, this rank may accept challenges. This rank cannot be challenged for.
Stormfront
These wolves are the protectors of the borders and are personal guards to the Lightning Queen. They may help to gauge new wolves and are essentially the domestic protector. In certain times they may be called upon to resolve domestic disputes, but generally they are tasked with watching the borders or staying close to the Lightning Queen. At times, information may need to be brought to the Stormfront who will personally deliver messages to the Lightning Queen.
Quake
The Quake is the lead warrior and in charge of the Tremors, who make up the brute force of the pack. This wolf is a protector of the borders and may accept new wolves. They may be called upon to help gauge a new member. They train the Tremors. Haze
The Haze is the head thief and secret keeper of the pack, charged with acting in the pack’s best interest and operating with a low profile. They train the Mists. They also act as a scout, relaying and finding out information. They work closely with the Tsunami. This wolf may block steals. Monsoon
The Monsoon is the lead healer and caregiver of the pack. They are tasked with healing wounds, assisting with births, and making sure that the pack remains happy and healthy both mentally and physically. They may also be called upon to boost morale through storytelling or other means. They train the Rains. Tsunami
The Tsunami is the lead diplomat and peacekeeper, tasked with protecting the pack from internal and external strife, as well as form treaties and ally with other packs in conjunction with the Lightning Queen and Whirlwind. They report directly to the Lightning Queen, and train the Tides. Blizzard
The Blizzard works closely with the Haze, but is more of an information gatherer. They may act as a thief at times, but are largely tasked with spying and scouting, reporting their findings to their superiors. Hurricane
The Hurricane is the head hunter of the pack. They train the Wind and organize pack hunts.
Rainbow
This wolf is the joker of the pack. Their job is to bring a smile to everyone's face and try to keep a light mood. They will be tasked with caring for pups and keeping an eye on them. They are the keeper of all types of fun and games for the pack. Gale
The Gale is concerned mostly with keeping track of the history of the pack, collecting stories and learning of events that might have happened long ago. They might tell history as stories to pups or create events in honor of those who have gone before.
Tremors
These wolves report to the Quake and make up the protectors and warriors of the pack.
Mists
The agents of the Haze, these wolves are tasked with maintaining order through more secretive means.
Tides
The Tides are diplomats and report to the Tsunami, they may be tasked with updating treaties or contacting allies.
Rains
These are the healers and caregivers of the pack, and they report to the Monsoon. They may be called upon as healers or babysitters. Winds
These are the hunters of the pack, responsible for feeding each member. They report to the Hurricane. Snows
These are the scouts of the pack, reporting to the Blizzard- they are involved with information gathering, both internal and external, and may be called upon as guerilla fighters of sorts should the time come.
Dusk
The general members of the pack, those who have not yet chosen a path or rank. However, they are still highly valued and may be called upon for other things.
Twilight
The apprentices of the pack, pups older than one who are in training.
Dawn
The innocence and the future of our pack.
Day
Esteemed guests of the pack.
Sun
Those allied with the pack, to be treated with respect and offered assistance.
Moon
Those who shine down upon us and guide us with their light.
Eclipsed
Those who have proven themselves enemies of the pack, they should not be trusted.
