THUNDER KINGKing of Diveen
Arturio

LIGHTNING QUEENQUEEN OF DIVEEN

Azariah

WHIRLWINDADVISOR

None

STORMFRONTROYAL GUARDS

None
None

QUAKEWARRIOR

Orifel▼

HAZESPY AND THIEF

Zarah

MONSOONHEALER

Meryl

TSUNAMIDIPLOMAT

None

BLIZZARDSCOUT

Maiko

HURRICANEHUNTER

None

RAINBOWJOKER

None

GALESTORY TELLER

None
TremorsWarriors
Taliesin, ★Solara
MISTSThieves
Shadowstorm, Junketsu
RAINSHealers
Yin, Nord, RurikΔ, PascalΔ
TIDESDiplomats
Luxa, ★☓WrenΔ, Sparrow, ★Xavier

SNOWSScouts
Valkyria, Noctis
WINDSHunters
Emil▼, Maude

DawnYoung Pups
Inari, Raksha
TWILIGHTAdolescents
Mabel, Jaime, Larionus
DUSKGeneral Population
Celeste, Finch, Andriel, Beltran, Senketsu, ★Undyne, ★Dirk, Vasily, Faolan, Mugen

DAYGuests
None
NIGHTRetirees
Orion, Nevaeh▼
SUNAllies
Spirane
MOONTHOSE AMONG THE STARS
Heyel, Voltaire, Azrael, Isola, Andromeda, Jaeger, Maddox, Enderly, Yojimbo
EclipsedEnemies
Kattari, Grimoire, Blackthorne

News - SUMMER

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.

-- Arturio




‡ = Pregnant | ☓ = Stolen | ♦ = Captive | ★ = Promotion Pending | Away | ▼ = Assassin | Δ = Apprentice

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She moved gracefully, lightly, easily across the Cliffside in her pursuit of my ethereal self, her smaller, lighter form achieving a surprisingly graceful decent as I leapt from the Cliffside to conceal myself within the shadows, unable to completely remove the smirk from my features, white teeth glinting teasingly in the darkness of the shade as I waited, listening for the sound of her paws upon the earth. It has been a long, long time since I have engaged in such….sport. My children, save Oswin, are grown and the girl is to young to yet engage in such play. My mate has been dead near three years now and though never does a day go past in which I do not think of her, in which I do not wish and hope and prey with every fibre of my being for her return- I know it will not be so. Zeivah will never grace my den again, she will never lie with me in the sun or watch her grandchildren play. She will never bare me more pups, she will never sleep beside me and I will not watch her grow older with each passing day until we both rest quietly in some far corner or Diveen. Life is not as we seek it to be, not always. Assassins do not regret, to regret is to allow for doubt or question and such thoughts as those saw an end to my own sister, yet, perhaps, in some far part of my mind, buried and forgotten I am…..saddened, in some way, that I never got my goodbye. I cannot even remember the last thing I said to her. I hoped it was goodnight, I hoped it was something that in some way made her feel as if I adored and loved her. I did. It was only her, only ever her yet I don’t remember telling her that, not once. Hell, I hoped she knew, hoped she still knew. Such affection does not change, does not go away- it just rests, waiting for someone or something else I suppose, little Oswin a release of sorts. I’m not done being a Father and hell, perhaps I’m not done being a mate either. Three years I’ve been alone and maybe….I’m tired of that.

I chuckled somewhat sneakily as Zen dropped back to the earth, confusion upon her features as the green of her gaze no doubt sought my pale form as I lent well back into the shade, pressing against the smooth stone, waiting for her to look away before sliding forward to whisper silently across the earth and launch my so-called attack. I was gentle, or at least attempted to be to the best of my ability. Zen is, after all, not a very tall or heavy female, lighter and smaller then my Zeivah ever was and I have no intention of accidently crash tackling her to the floor, besides, let’s be honest, probably not the best idea for someone of my age to do either- not anymore, though I refuse to admit to such a thing as I wrapped my forelimbs about her, biting at her muzzle, aiming to pin her to the floor and secure my victory. Play or not I do like winning. Hell, I made a career out of winning. After all, in the games I play, in the Art I have dedicated my damn existence to, there is no second best, you win or die and really, while this game is hardly so serious I cannot help but be mildly pleased at managing to knock my companion down, her own teeth and tongue playfully teasing at my muzzle as my tail waved loosely behind. I paused another moment, violet gaze assessing the area, just to assure myself no one was actually watching, after all, I never was good at public displays of affection- before her words drew my attention again as I stood over her, ears pricking forward as I grinned, chuckling easily.

“Indeed not darling, then again, you are playing with the best- you really didn’t have much chance.”

I teased, words daring, attempting to goad her into some form of retaliation, although what she could do from such a position I hardly knew. I reached down, licking at her muzzle in a single, passing gesture of affection, sneakily done, before stepping back and allowing her to right herself once more, shaking the dust and earth from my pelt as she did. I turned once more, long limbs rotating my form until I faced her again, violet gaze seeking her own, waiting for her to return to her own paws, waiting for her to come back to my side. My Zen. I liked that, then again I always did like anything with ‘My’ in front of it, having always been a personal fan of, well, me. I grinned once more, despite the uncertainty that lingered within, a feeling I have not felt in a long, long time though indeed I find myself inclined to feel a considerable amount of things I have not felt in a long, long time.

“Tell me darling, what are your plans for this evening? I do feel somewhat inclined to go out and perhaps you would consider….joining me?”

Ok, so I’m a little rusty, give me a break, it’s been a long, long time since I've, well…taken a girl out for the night.


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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.
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