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= and you will be my witnesses = IP: 203.158.63.30 Posted on May 22, 2013 at 10:43:16 AM by Guardian
He yawned, tiny jaws parting to reveal rows of little white teeth that reflected the dying light of the sun as he lay entangled in the limbs of his dam, blue gold eyes drawn from the black female to the sunset and back again with curious delight before his attention was once more captured by her words, red-tipped ears pricking forward as he regraded her once more, handsome, fine young head tilting in a manner befitting any child before he offered a beaming grin and boyish laugh. He knew very well that being best friends with Cousin Achilles was a good thing. Papa had told him as much, that of all the wolves in Diveen, of all the pups, Achilles was the one to befriend, the one to get to trust him and need him. Guardian didn’t understand it, not truly. He only knew rank and title were important to Azrael and by some extension, by some desire to have his sires approval, the boy had taken this on in some regard. He liked Achilles best, he was probably the most fun and even better, he was his size! It was easier to play with another tall, gangly boy rather then the smaller female pups or little Oswin whom he tumbled so easily over (though Oswin was a very fierce biter and Guard knew ell to avoid her sneaky teeth). With or without Azraels intervention the boy would have likely gravitated towards his cousin, the events are merely inclusive by chance though Guardian is yet to truly understand his own Father’s intentions when it came to the Prince and Heir whom had essentially robbed Azrael of his own title once more. Such things, such politics were far away. Guardian knew only that he would be Achilles best friend, that he would be the best of all the Kings Guards and make both Azrael and Andromeda proud. It was all he wanted, in the end- really.
“Imma always bein’ kind! ‘Cept once I is getting’ in trouble with Amir, yeah, dat wolf he be catchin’ me pushin at Uno, but he was askin for it I tell ya! He wasn’t playin’ right and I told dim ‘bout it and give ‘em a shove and Amir be tellin’ me off. Was ‘e right ta do et?”
Blue eyes looked up at his Mother once more, gaze open and concerned as his lazy drawl rang out. Truly it was a great display of honesty from the young black pup, admitting that he had angered another adult of the Diveen pack by pushing his own son too roughly and yet, that he questions it still shows a flare of something more, a bolder streak, a single, rebellious note linger within him, once that draws him, much like his Father before him to question the authority of the world and indeed, such rebelliousness combined with his Mothers natural independence make for a naturally bold child. After all, there is Alpha blood within his veins. He spoke again, head twisting back up at his Mama’s sigh, rolling playfully onto his back, a symbol of his weakening attention span to paw at her jaw, teeth playfully snapping and worrying at the thick fur of her chest as he giggled so joyfully in her arms- though he would soon well outgrow such a position. The serious note to Andromeda’s tone drew his attention once more as she spoke of Meryl and fighting, the boys features creasing in contemplation at these words, the concept an evidently difficult one for his young mind to understand. If they knew more then him, couldn’t they teach him without hurting him? Clearly such logic was beyond the young boy, at least for now, his head shaking in protest.
“Then I be learnin’ and lettin’ Meryl be practicin’. Imma still gunna be da best. You’ll see.”
He offered another grin, to assure his Mother that he meant to make good on this promise to her. He’d show her and Papa and Stafall and Meryl and Achilles. He would be the best- at something. He was sure of it. Then again, such is the innocence of childhood. One that is already fading as Andromeda speaks once more, the star-touched boy listening still as he rolls back over to sit against her chest once more, the thrum and beat of her heat felt through the thickness of her fur, soothing him as she spoke though her words brought evident distress, the young boys features twisting slightly into a look of panic and fear as he shifted restlessly, worriedly at these words she said, those big blue eyes drawn wide with concern as if any moment he seemed likely to cry at her story- when his own words come, they are almost a whisper, his head tilted downward a moment to stare as russet red paws.
“But you an Papa be fightin’ all da time…..I hear ya…..you….you won’t not ever be lettin’ Papa sleep away from you will ya? You be promisin’?”
Dreamwalker or not, the safety of his Mama was clearly critical, the naturally protective young boy shifting uneasily, features contorted with concern, young mind clearly heavy with thought before she nudged at him, her smile doing little to ease his new worry though he managed a shaky grin in return.
“I stay wit him, always. Promise.”
He spoke softly once more, yet, such is the way with children that his Mother’s smirk and the return of her joyful nature seemed to override his own fears, tail waving with a sudden playfulness as he whined and yipped, rearing back on his hind legs chew at his Mama’s muzzle, licking at her cheek and face in with playful ease as she ruffled at his all-important hair, licking at him lovingly. He growled, baby heckles raising as he lunged at her again, hind paws scrambling against her side before he managed to claw his way up and onto her back, seating himself between her shoulder blades, forepaws balancing on her head as he laughed cheekily, deviously grinning down at her before rubbing his paws against her fur, ruffling her own fur in all directions until it spiked every which way atop her head.
“Now yours is all messed up eh? Papa would be ‘bein mad dat ya if he seen it. Papa bee hatin’ messy hair ya know. Imma tell him it was you dat messed mine up. I will. Imma tell on ya Mama.”
I'll Be Your Guardian Puppy || 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.
