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.
Give your congratulations to Maiko. She has been promoted to Blizzard; she earned it.
We also have an activity check going. Please reply so I can make adjustments accordingly. Check will go for an entire month so we can hopefully capture everyone.
As always, if you have need of me, do not hesitate to find me.
{ Angels are Bright Still } IP: 124.169.129.80 Posted on May 10, 2013 at 08:32:06 AM by Isola
Fathom grew only more restless as she lay at my paws, my own form between her and the other bloodied creature whom had brought her here, a living shield between one wolf and another, all that I am standing between what is mine and what I have perceived as threat, ethereal pelt lit in white gold from the rays of the sun as Fathom struggled towards the seeds I offered her, moving to take them atop her tongue as my muzzle lowered once more to press against her side, seeking injury and damage, moving calmly and assuredly while Devil stood tall before the bloodied female, his powerful form a sword most dark against the wolfess of Iromar. Perhaps the scent upon her is weak and faint, yet it remains all the same and those of us who linger within the City of Angels have become accustomed to any scent that brings harm with it and so, so often those of fog and field have sought to raise arms against us. No more. Never again. Yet nor will I so quickly condemn this creature. Bloodied and broken she may be, the marks of her teeth within the scruff of my Scout yet she makes no move to attack now. A true Demon, I am believing, would not behave in such a manner. Perhaps she has other business, perhaps she brings words we must hear- so be it, yet she will come no further upon my lands, Devil will see well to this.
I returned my gaze once more to Fathom as she pulled herself upright, tucking a leg most injured against her before it seems her conscious thought is given to return most fully, her voice rasping and pained as she shouts, my own violet gaze given to widen in surprise as i moved swiftly and softly to block the other female from her view, aiming to draw her gaze only to myself, to seek the truth of her words for indeed one who is within the grips of shock and pain is often given to speak words not always as true as they have been. I do not believe she lies, no and this demons of black eyes shall be found, but nor do i believe most truly that the other female was attempting to drag her too him. I am thinking perhaps, had the other, this League as soon I was to discover, been attempting to take Fathom to any Demon- she was going most assuredly in the wrong direction.
“You are being home Fathom, all is well, you must be being calm now, I cannot be helping you so well if you try to move.”
She seemed unable to heed my words in that moment as she stood, hobbling as best as one can upon her wounds and towards the League before a warning growl coiled within my thoart, the sound was neither harsh nor threatening, yet laced with command in this moment. I will not have one wrongly accused on my border, nor will I have two females already injured given to feel the need to fight once more. I moved easily, long strides placing myself firmly between Fathom and league once more. Always and forever my duty is being to my Pack, always they are coming first and so once more my attention remained on Fathom, head and tail raised high in symbol of that which i am. Alpha, Queen, born of Heyel and Zeivah- and I will not in this moment be disobeyed. She is being most injured and I will have her injured no further, my form pressing against her own, aiming to guide her back and away from Devil and the other.
“No more Fathom. This matter will be sorted, this I am promising, stand down now, you are done this day, please, seat yourself and I will attend to your leg. I order this of you now- do not be making me ask you again.”
I waited, delicate gaze against her own, she was injured and distressed, to argue with league would only aggravate her wounds. My tone was neither aggressive nor harsh- yet dominant, waiting for her to move backward before League spoke, her words sinful and vile. Language of a nature so foul is not permitted here and indeed it caused my form to rotate towards her own once more, her words seeking to strike fire within my veins and form. If truly she is believing Fathom would not have been found then she is a creature most foolish. Already I had been upon my way towards my wolf, Devil too, had come to the scent of her wounds. No wolf of Diveen is ever forgotten or left behind, her words are merely uneducated and tarnished, though indeed it would seem much of her nature is, my own gaze narrowing slightly as it rested upon her, offering her silly words no response, for I have long since understood that some creatures will never be given to understand sense and I have not the time to waste upon them. What this female sought I could not be saying in that moment, she seemed only to grow weaker from her own wounds, surprise lingering once more upon the fine perfection of my features as she continued. To die? Who is this creature who has come to taint my lands with her death? Always we have been known as the city of angels and never yet have I turned away a creature who sought our protection, yet never before had one come to die. I stepped forward, wary of this creature, lips parting to speak before she continues, speaking of names that made little sense to my mind before her form stumbled and shook.
Yet, it would not be League this day whom i would remember in all the years to come. When I grew most old and my pelt did not shine as it did in that moment and my eyes grew tired and my thoughts grew long- it would not be League, nor Fathom that I remembered for this moment. It would be Devil. For years most long I have known this creature, for years longer still I had walked at hsi side or played within his shadow. I had born him his first grandchild and for years most long stood at the side of his own son. Since days most early I have turned my gaze to the golden-eyed King of Paracon and battle and looked upon him with awe and reverence- he deserves no less. Alpha I may be, yet even i know when an elder is to be respected and even I know well- when one is given to fall apart. I understood not at all what went on in this moments, why this League seemed most determined to be call herself Fathom, nor why it was Devil crumpled as she did before me. There are moments within this life we will never understand and yet- one does not require knowledge to act as one must and it would seem that day that only I remain standing. Fathom bleeds, League struggles for breath and Devil is lost within his own tears. Tears. I could do nothing but look upon him for a moment, seeking most to go to him, to summon my Kane this instant to repair his fractured Father and yet I did not.
I moved with swift silence towards she who had fallen, moving past Devil, brushing against him, offering no words for indeed there are none to be given as I sought the place from which she bled most heavily, muzzle parting the darkness of her fur to find the most grievous of her wounds, placing the snow of my paw against it, pressing down as much as I dared in this moment, seeking to stop the blood though it swelled thick and hot beneath my form. I have not trained for this level of healing, this is not a wolf of my pack and yet- I know most well the look that lingers within the eyes of my Devil, I need to ask how or why or who- it does not matter.
“I am saving her, my Uncle, if I can. This I promise you, for you I will try. Be waking her if you can, this is being most important, be licking her face, her eyes, wake her from that place most dark, they cannot be having her, those Dark Angels- not just yet. Fathom, if you can, please, be helping me to stop this bleeding, place your paw with my own, take my place, so that I may fetch that which I am needing.”
My voice stayed as always it has been so soft and calm that day though blood soaked my pelt and paws and my eyes held worry and fear I would not allow to be seen. I am Queen before I am Isola and this wolf has fallen upon my lands- thus she is my own to care for. I looked once more to Fathom, hoping indeed she was well enough to replace my paw with her own and allow me to gather what more I needed this day.
I do not know what makes us great in this life. I do not know why some are given to live and some are given to die- I know only who and what I am, I know only who and what I seek to be and though perhaps my name will never be uttered in whispers of Greatness like Heyel, Zeivah or Devil himself I am hoping perhaps that they remembered the Queen who placed her own paws within the blood of others and tried most fiercely to hold at bay the Angel of Death himself. I am sure I am seeing him that day, within the shadow of League.....and I would do my best to keep her soul for us. I have lost many- I am most unwilling to let another go.
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.
