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.
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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.
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= Heaven Help Me = IP: 124.169.138.198 Posted on June 14, 2013 at 08:00:44 AM by Azrael
I managed an irritated snort of sorts, eyes rolling at her obvious consternation at my having woken her up, as if I did it every day, as if I frequently felt the need to get up in the middle of the night, in the middle of winter and waste my time nudging her in consciousness! Alright, maybe I was going a little overboard, but I’m nervous, I don’t know how to do this right and considering everything I do tends to turn out wrong….or into a war as the case of Iromar maybe I have reason to be worried. Hell, what if it doesn’t work right? What if we don’t match like we’re supposed to, like Heyel and Zeivah did? Then again…..she is my soul, my everything, mother of my children…..I don’t even have words for what she is and what she means and maybe that’s why I want it to work so badly, to just go right. I just- want her to be everything I believe she is. It’s an old tradition, older then even Heyel and really that’s saying something in my opinion, surely he has to die soon doesn’t he? I sighed, trying to ease my displeasure at these foreign feelings within myself. I don’t do nervous, or apparently I don’t do it well. My tail flicked in agitation as I waited, irritated at myself more then anything, at my inability to just do anything…normally, calmly or apparently romantically managing to have snorted at my imprint already. Great start.
I would have groaned at my own volatile temperament if not for Andromeda’s emergence from the den in those moments, her shoulder brushing against my own, my skin given to feel as if static brushed so teasing against it, every fibre within my being desiring to curl around her with want and need far beyond the simple call of winter. I don’t desire anything within my existence except her, there will never be another and I simply wish to make it…official in the way I was taught how. I managed my own grin, white pelt aglow in the moonlight and atop the equally light snow as she spoke, ears curving delicately towards her to absorb the soft tones of her voice before her muzzle nudged at the base of my own, a whine of pleasure, desire and simple need I suppose coiling within my throat as my jaws parted, tongue licking at her own muzzle in a brief touch of affection before I lifted my head once more, raising to my feet, shaking off the snow that had fallen against my back, brushing against her as I moved to face her once more. Don’t be nervous she says, ha, yeah, like your entire ability to be mate-worthy doesn’t depend on it. I desired against any such sarcastic comment, after all, that will only start an argument and that is not the point of the night, not really. I’m just…insecure about this I suppose. I shook myself once more, pushing such unwelcome thought away. I was Azrael, Angel Prince, Angel of Death, father of Guardian, Starfall and Meryl….I could do this and I could do it damn well.
"It’s very old, a tradition I suppose, from Heyel’s homeland, Father’s teach their sons and it’s passed down in this way. It’s like a…dance of sorts. Where Heyel comes from mates aren’t chosen in the traditional way, you don’t meet a girl and just wait for something to happen. Each winter any wolves aged four and over without mates would gather and the males would move amongst the females, asking one after the other of their choosing to, well, dance I suppose. The dance is a hunt without any words, to see if you may be lucky enough to find the one who moves completely in sync with you, to find the one who can create and take life with you, the one who moves and breaths with you. In Heyel’s homeland there are other rules, wolves of some bloodlines would never ask certain females to dance for it would be considered improper for a higher male to be with a lesser female…..but, Heyel still asked Zeivah to dance. She was- disgraced when he first met her, she was broken in a way, in the old days it would have been a shocking scandal for him to have even approached her, his blood being so much higher then hers in the old ways and yet….he said he knew within the first moments that Zeivah was his partner, now and forever and I…..want us to try.”
I managed another smile, soft and handsome in the moonlight as I reached towards her once more, licking at her cheek momentarily before pulling back once more, turning silently upon the snow, waiting for her to come to my side, long stride easily matching her own as I led us towards the open fields of Diveen, muzzle already lifted to the air, seeking any hint of prey upon the wind, pelt brushing against her own though indeed it was hard for my mind to truly focus on anything beyond her presence, beyond the scent of winter that lingered around her. We already moved together to some extent, by some miracle, even if she was black of pelt, fate had at least had the foresight to give my soul to someone who was- well, my size. She is hardly a delicate creature, her form is tall, broad, powerful and….beautiful though I hardly ever tell her as such. It’s just not my way, it’s just not how I was raised and indeed though I know Heyel was affectionate with my Mother he never showed us…….he was never that way when anyone was looking and I suppose, despite my emotional instability, despite my inability not to feel so deeply, so profoundly I have inherited something of that. I should be more- affectionate with her, especially when the children are looking, they should see more bristling fur and us yelling at each other. She makes me mad sometimes, beyond mad and yet, if her kidnapping had taught me anything it was that I was entirely incapable of living without her.
Violet blue eyes drifted towards her as we moved, running across the fine lines of her form as my own powerful frame moved against her, toned, hard muscle and handsome features reflected within her own golden gaze before I paused once more within the shadows of the trees, the plain of DIveen sprawling before us, a small herd of Pronghorn clipping at what shoots of grass they could find at the base of one of the cliffs, eyes resting easily upon them, their scents thick on the air that blew towards us before I turned to my Stella once more.
"We don’t speak once we start, if it’s right it will just….be, we should be able to move entirely as one, the dance finishes when we make our kill and we can speak again. So, Stella…..will……will you dance with me?”
The air was cold and the space before us so open, the stars lighting up the sky above us as the breeze teased at my thick pelt once more, the first tendrils of adrenaline beginning to tease at my form, the desire to run, to chase moving within my veins, a new sense of eagerness touching my form as I looked back towards her, finding her gaze, holding it, a new kind of confidence finding my form as I stood before her. It would be right- I already knew that.
AZRAEL
"6 years ~ No Mate ~ Soul of Andromeda ~ Heyel x Zeivah ~ 41in 177lbs ~ Sire of Starfall & Guardian ~ 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.
