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{ Angels are Bright Still } IP: 202.159.130.167 Posted on April 21, 2013 at 07:49:57 AM by Isola
My baby whimpered and cried out, my attention moving from Kane so swiftly I am feeling almost guilty and yet it is as if the cries of my son are going through me, finding a deeper place, one I cannot ignore, it is a thing most instantaneous, one that is instinctive and deep and primal. I know most well that I will come to the call of Achilles each and every time, whether it is now or in years to come, when I am tired and old and my Kane has grown grey, I will come, always and forever- to the call of my son. I dipped my head to nuzzle at him once more, though surely I had looked at him a thousand times already. I could not wait to be showing him to Heyel, to Devil and Kiska and though she is not being so very close I am sure, most sure, that Zeivah has looked down upon him and seen him in all his glory. Kane chuckled as he spoke, understanding my words on our Fathers as I smoothed the pelt of my infant and most loved of all the things I am loving. He is night and day, sun and moon, he is everything, this boy so small and delicate. He wriggled and wandered about, my gaze following him cautiously as he moved in that small space from myself and towards Kane.
“Heyel is being a lot of things.”
I said softly, violet gaze intent on Achilles as he moved to Kane’s paw, only to be toppled as Kane himself moved, the little child squealing in surprise as I fixed Kane with a glare most insistent. How dare he topple my baby! Though perhaps it is being a little bit funny. I reached forward, grasping my gold and dark son, lifting him gently, putting him back against me where he nursed once more and I felt myself content as he soothed himself to sleep and Kane sought to explain this thing of numbers and scores. My frown did not last long as he licked at my features, paw lifting to bat at him as always while he explained. Yes. I am liking this explanation much better, I am surely not believing myself to have done near so poorly as he had scored me. I grinned, pleased with this new way of thinking, placing this information within my mind so that I would not be forgetting this method of one to ten, for I was sure it would come up again one day. One bad, ten good and I was twelve and one half. Yes. I rather liked that. This I am thinking, is making up for him knocking down our child with his feet most big.
I am liking these sounds he makes as I tease at the fur of his chest, my own tail waving a moment, moving closer towards him before I remember the sleeping child, quickly lowering myself once more. There will be time for such things later, now is not being that time, now is not even being the right season, though I am not sure this is actually mattering, though indeed I am still most tired, probably for the best. I yawned sleepily a moment as he spoke of the latina, delicate smile returning upon the soft glow of my features.
“Why did Devil not teach these words when you were being a Small One? Heyel is teaching us and I am teaching Achilles as Azrael teaches his and Aaliyah teaches her’s. It is being- tradition. Is this not being so, for Devil?”
I am not knowing the ways of other Assassin lines, though I am thinking it most strange that Devil is not teaching his children the ancient tongue of his blood and birth. I thought on this thing no longer, pleased indeed that my Kane would teach his own son these words, that he could be part of such a thing as my teaching. This is pleasing. Yet that would be the last pleasing thing of this moment, perhaps this day for indeed I would look back upon this time one day and remember it as one of the happiest of our times together- and one of the most tainted. If only I had known what was next to come, perhaps I would have had the good sense to go to sleep, to lean my head against a quoin and sleep through the words he spoke next. I raised my head, violet eyes meeting his own as he sought my attention, waiting softly for him to say whatever it was he wished and perhaps......perhaps he was wishing to tell me this thing- but I was not wishing to hear it. I am selfish and terrible and hateful and yet to hear these words are- painful and distressing and I felt only.....sadness as my features crumpled and dropped and I turned away from him to stare at my paws. I said nothing, what is there to say? That his soul.....his true soul- is my sister. I felt my eyes sting and my lip tremble with the threat of tears. But I will not cry, not in front of Kane, not where my baby boy can hear. I will not raise my voice and scream and shout about something that is not his fault, that cannot be helped and that no one can be blamed for. He had understood and accepted Finley and wanted only, desperately to accept and understand his imprint. I had promised myself that if ever my Kane was finding another that I would not be as I had with Crow, that I had grown and matured, that I was comfortable within myself, with my Kane to never feel threat. But it is not even threatened that I feel by Sinopa for I know that never would my sister seek my Kane.
It is something else entirely. I had promised that I would understand- but this.....I cannot. His soul is my sister, my own sister of true blood and birth. How can this be so? Why could it not be me? How is it that we, who have created and brought to life one such as Achilles are not mates of Heart AND Soul. I was tired, so very tired and perhaps that is why I did not shout or feel angry. I felt only sad. I was silent for a time most long as I stared at my paws, lifting my gaze slowly, violet eyes wide with hurt and grief though I struggled to keep this hidden and away. It is not his fault, he cannot help it- but...my sister?
“Perhaps you will be finding us some food I am feeling most hungry and I am needing to be- alone, for just some moments, please.”
I will never blame him, never, he does not need my forgiveness for there has been no crime- but I am needing to be alone, just for an hour or so, so that I am able to think on all these things.
6 Years || Mate to Kane || Mother of Achilles || Angel Queen of Diveen
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THE RANKS
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.
