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= and you will be my witnesses = IP: 210.84.18.18 Posted on May 3, 2013 at 06:00:54 AM by Guardian
He stuck his head outside the den once more, blue and gold eyes peering into the growing dimness, seeking, as he did every night, the sight of his Father returning from his secret work that so thrilled the growing boy far more then it seemed either of his siblings. Meryl seemed nervous to talk of Azrael and Starfall was not very interested- but Guardian was thrilled by it and the thoughts of secret business and important missions. After all, Papa said he was very important, Papa said they all were, he talked of Kings and Queens and Angels and That Bastard who Guardian has learned to associate with the name Heyel, his grandfather, though he has never met this wolf and Mama does not seem to know very much about him when Guardian questions. His red-tipped tail waved behind him as he sat, the cold air brushing at his face as his breath rose in clouds of smoke as he waited with eagerness. He hoped even to glimpse Papa before he went out with Mama- another very exciting thing to the youngest of the three boys, after all, he does not get time alone with either of his parents very often and it is a very great treat to his mind, he has already thought of all the things he shall tell Mother when they go for their walk. After all, Guardian has been doing his job very well, his self-appointed job of watching over everyone and he has seen Starfall sneaking extra scraps from Papa’s meat, he has seen Meryl going off to learn about plants and he is determined to report these things to Mama, the Alpha of their family, or so he is assured. Just so she will know he is the best watcher.
He does not however, want to go before Azrael gets home, he wants his Papa to see that he was chosen, that out of all his siblings, he, Guardian, would get to go for a special walk just with Mama. He wants Azrael to know, so that maybe, maybe Azrael will take him out as well. He wants nothing more then to be seen walking side by side with the giant white wolf and yet…..Papa does not come home very often. Not that it matters, not tonight, for he had been chosen by Mama and that was surely just as good and just as special and indeed the boy has been beaming for the entire day having told both Starfall and Meryl numerous times that he is to go out with Mama, just the two of them. He is sure they are jealous, he hopes they are, he is going to tell on them for so many things. I flicker of white in the distance caught his gaze, the young boy yapping excitedly at the sight of Azrael loping back across the plain as he raced back down and into the den.
“Papa es home!”
He squealed almost gleefully, entangling himself with his siblings as Andromeda fussed over him, no doubt attempting to make him presentable as she tried to nudge him free of the others, the boy squirming in delight and effort to sit straight and tall just in case Azrael should appear before his Mother finally called him forward, the boy bounding after her, following her from the den just in time to see Azrael returning, holding himself straight and tall as Mother did, walking right by his sire looking dignified and very important, going on his own secret business with Mama while his little features beamed. Ha! Papa was sure to have noticed. He paused, looking back as Azrael entered the den before his attention was given to return entirely to his Mother, sure his sire has been impressed for the night. She spoke, her voice rich and deep and lovely as his small legs worked to keep pace with her own. An important night she said. He held himself tall once more.
“Yeh, I know.”
His words, as always, were lazy, a drawl if anything that rolled with smooth ease from his tongue, a voice that would hold a sinfully smooth tone as he grew to match that easy grin and handsome face, he could be nothing less, he is not just of Angels or of Stars, he is of both. He is Heaven sent. He struggled for a ways to keep up, the grass rich and tall and long as he lifted his legs high, yet puppy energy is a marvellous thing, the by bounding along, leaping up high to see over the grass before tumbling about in the cool earth once more, the night so cool and soft and yet so dark and open and wondrous all the same and with Andromeda beside him he feels no fear of anything on the face of this earth or below it. It is his way. He is not so very much as his Father, or his Brother- he feels, very deeply, very profoundly and yet…..it is carefully contained, the boy having harnessed his Father’s emotional energy with his Mother’s control though he is still to young to truly display this yet.
The sounds of the coming night enraptured him once more, leaping as he did after crickets and insects that leapt from the grass, puppy growls filling the air as he lunged after them in turn, climbing higher though hardly noticing he did so, his young mind absorbed with the night around him, stopping only long enough to wonder if his red and black pelt looked near so lovely as Mama’s. He’d almost forgotten all the things he wanted to tell her! He raced to her side once more, forgetting the crickets for now, looking up towards her with a toothy white grin, star-marked face seeking her own as he took a deep breath, ready to share all the secrets he had kept just for their night together, speaking in his common drawl, for he knows Mama does not speak Papa’s words so well.
“Mama, I es meetin’ someone ya know. I ess. His name es Achilles and Papa be sayin’ he is Prince, but Papa be thinkin that he shouldda been King eh? Not dis Kane. Papa es sayin’ that he and Isola es like me en Starfall, they es brother and sister, is that meanin’ I am Prince to eh?”
He had never understood what Malina had said. That she was Azrael’s boss. How could that be so? If Isola is Queen is not Azrael King? If Achilles is his cousin is Guardian not a Prince too? The boy is still far to young to understand the difference between blood and position and the politics of such, yet surely it is a credit to his quick young mind that he questions it already.
“Did you know to Mama, that I ben watchin, I haz and Starfall haz been sneakin’ more food like a sneaky sneak and Merly he is learnin’ to be bein’ like dem healers and Papa is sayin’ he shouldn’t bother with dat cause plants es borin’. Do you reckon plants es borin’, Mama? Papa does. Did you know to that I es been meetin’ lots of ones like me en Starfall and Papa says they is all me realtives, that a big word ain’t it? Where es all your relatives? Why you got no brothers and sisters like Papa?”
Clearly someone has inherited his Fathers love of words in every direction, yet, like any young child the world is an exciting place and he is filled with questions. She turned to speak to him then, telling him to stay back from the edge, blue and gold eyes widening in surprise. How had they gotten so high? He didn’t even remember walking that far. He giggled, ticking his head forward as far as he dare to see down below before pulling nervously back, entwining himself between his mother’s front legs, resting against her as she lay herself, stretching his own black body over her paws and against her chest until he could hear her heart beat as the sun blazed in saying light before them, blue and gold eyes once more as he lay against her to watch, her soft words washing over him as red-tipped black ears flicked backwards. Why were they here? He frowned before he grinned, sheepishly looking back up to her.
“We es bein’ ‘ere cause you es lovin’ me best ain’t you? You es wanitn’ me to see the sky fire just wit you. Papa is sayin’ we es comin’ from the sky, he es sayin’ That Bastard ‘eyel will teach us all about it- but you es from the sky to, Papa says that we we gots dots on our heads eh?”
Evidently the boy does not realise ‘Bastard’ is not a word for a child to say, nor that Azrael is attempting to be derogatory when referring to his own sire, the beautiful young boy looking eagerly towards his Mother for praise of this knowledge he has so well recited for her.
I'll Be Your Guardian Newborn || Azrael x Andromeda || Brother to Starfall || No Mate || No Imprint|| Angel 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.
