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THUNDER KINGKing of Diveen

Arturio

LIGHTNING QUEENQUEEN OF DIVEEN

Azariah

WHIRLWINDADVISOR

None

STORMFRONTROYAL GUARDS

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

She had thought I was sleeping, and really, I sorta was, but I seem to have a sixth sense about me. I can tell that things change around me as I drift off, for my world was a little...different than others. There is always a color to everything that is sound, a color in my head. The colors of voices are most prominent, but there is always background colors. The subtle, barely noticeable colors of others breathing, walking, moving. I hear it and I see it, I see it more than I hear it. This is how I know she left. The color of her breathing was missing. Missing. Gone. I cannot...she cannot be gone. Once I realize that her colors are missing from the symphony of colors around me, I knew I had to get up. I had to act. I have to make sure she isn't gone like Mother. I had to.

She had left for a good two or three minutes before my brain realized it all and processed it, for my body to wake out of a half-sleep and move. There is always that chilling feeling of stillness when I first open my eyes. So chilling is this fear that she too, would be gone like Mother. I feel my head snap upwards, looking around the den to see that she is, in fact, not here. I don't waste a second. I am scared and I am panicked. I scramble to my creamy paws, dashing towards the entrance until I was out. I stand for a moment in the dying sunlight, my little eyes looking up at the big, loud, colorful world around me. I could hear the birds calling in all directions, the digging of insects, the dance of the foliage in wind. I feel the overwhelming sense of the world around me, just how vast and endless it really was as I stood outside the den. Isola. She cannot be gone.

My instincts tell me to follow the strong scent that is hers, that is covering the ground. My small body burst suddenly, low to the ground as I move as quickly as I can. I follow her scent as if my very life depended on it, for I feel as if I would die if Isola were to be gone. I feel my heart pounding in my chest, pounding and pounding and I swear I can see the very color of my own bodily sounds. I do not like this color of panic. Not one bit and I just want it gone. My small creamy paws race over dirt and plants. I trip more than once over rocks scattered about, but I do not let them stop me. The moment I hit the ground, I stand up again and continue onward, towards the scent of Isola growing stronger.

It is a long trek for my puppy form. It is long and it is tiring. I feel the ache in my body, it burns so hot as I keep pushing myself forward. I do not know if she is still here. She could be gone. The scent could be a lie. I do not know, for I am young. I don't know how the world works and I feel my limbs shaking under me. I find that I cannot control my own voice, puppy cries filling the air around me in my moment of weakness. I keep going, and I do not stop for a moment even when Isola's white form comes into my vision. I seem to not believe it, that she is there, sitting just fine. I had no realized how much of a trek this may really be for a puppy as myself, but I didn't care about how I could have fallen and hurt myself. I do not think in these moment, I only feel the panic and the pain of Isola being away. I had to keep going, to come in contact with her, for that is the only way to really know, as that is how I knew my mother was around when I was smaller.

My creamy paws push my form, right into the left side of Isola. I bury my cream and red face into her soft fur. Not only my face, but my whole body if I could do it. I whine my puppy whines, little songs of worry and pain. I begin to cry as I try to combine myself with her, to push myself so hard into her that she would never leave. I push and I push yet, we are still separate, me and Isola. I bury my face even harder, taking in her scent so strong. Isola is here, and I never want her to make me feel this terrible panic feeling ever again. Even with her before me, I still feel it lingering over me. I am still scared and I cannot control it.

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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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