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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I stayed well within my den these few days past, moving only from within it to rest atop my throne, for indeed it held the sun longest of all places and I was much inclined to allow the violet of my gaze to sweep over the pack land below. Perhaps I have become most tried these past weeks as my sides have grown outward in a manner most unbefitting a lady and indeed I know most well that I have been short and sore with my Kane when he has done naught but bring what I ask. I do not mean it, never, and I am most sure he must know this thing and yet this time is not as the last. Perhaps when I birthed and carried Achilles, my mind was so taken with other things that I simply did not have time to be….pregnant. Yet it would seem that fate is not near so kind as it was, though indeed to have been blessed with life at all is a thing far too precious to ever wish away. This time, my pregnancy has been undertaken within a time most peaceful and for this I am thankful, yet, without the events of last year it would seem my mind has had nought to occupy itself with, save for my condition and indeed I am feeling significantly more heavy then I had before and I am knowing most surely my mood has been, how you say? Sour?

Yet, with the change from winter to spring and the coming of another year in which my Kane and I still stand atop the city of gold and beauty we have made for ourselves, in which each of us is given to age another year I am finding myself perhaps not so nervous as I had been when Achilles had come to this world in the midst of a storm, my boy of blood and fire who even now has grown so tall and beautiful. He is all he should have been, perfection upon this earth and he who I love most of all things I love. He has been denied for nothing, this son of mine, an only child to be loved and cherished, a first grandchild for Devil and Kiska and the heir our pack had long hoped for and yet…..I cannot help but feel indeed that no child should grow alone, that to be as he must in time he will need the touch of siblings. I am one of many and indeed before it was that I leaned against my Kane when the world is given to be harsh….it was the touch of my sisters and brothers I sought. Achilles should not grow alone and indeed, such is the harshness of this world, though never shall I wish to think of it, that if my beautiful boy of white and gold were ever to come to harm- there must be another to take his place. This is the way of pack.

It grew close to dawn as I shifted in my discomfort, moving to press against my Kane, for I had permitted only he to be within our den these two nights past. It was not made for so many and with my size so large along with Kane and Achilles and Vega and Baylee it had grown too cramped, my children ordered from it to the smaller dens that lingered no more than a step or two from our own. For perhaps I had sought solitude in this time, yet never would I allow my children, still so young, to be free entirely of my sight. Within me, the small ones grew restless, a feeling I had come to know pulling at the muscle within as a whine fought free of my lips before I moved to stand once more, unable to lay any longer, seeking to walk a little, to pace within the darkness as the touch of nights air caresses the snow of my pelt. Deeper these pains became as I turned and paced, whimpers and whines falling softly into the gloom until I moved to sweep my muzzle across the black of my Kane, to rouse him from sleep.

“Tempus meum Kane.”
(It is time my Kane.)

I spoke these words so softly to his ears, though indeed my voice grew strained, unable to hide this pain from my mate though still I tried, foolish at it was, for I knew indeed that it bothered him to see my being distressed. I moved from him once more, moving to the wider space within the den, the space lined with the fur of prey to soften the earth and place I had chosen to bring our small ones forth. I laid myself upon the earth once more as my breathing grew heavy and my sides shuddered with pain as the violet of my gaze sought my Kane once more as I strained upon the earth. The first child was born as the night began to fade, though it seemed indeed that the darkness lingered upon her as my teeth and tongue worked with hurried affection to free her from birth, lifting her to my chest, drying her fur as she cried with health and life. A girl, a girl born in black and marked in gold and white, her underside carrying the Mark of her blood and a line all my own as I felt myself consumed only with the love I had for this child so wanted. A girl, the daughter I had so, so hoped for, born in the black of Kane, with one eye of gold and another of violet. Heyel would be displeased with this and yet of my Father I thought little as I held her close to myself, my Kane near forgotten until the small one cried for food, my jaws closing about her, lifting her carefully to my side to nurse and for Kane to see, my eyes lifting to his own.

“She is being named Sage, in the Latina it is meaning wise and healthy, for she shall be these things I am sure. Yes. Our daughter, is she not the most perfect of all? For so long I am wanting this girl so small.”

I smiled again, so softly, for indeed I am tried, more tired then I had been with Achilles I am sure, my form feels so drained, so empty and I wish for nothing more then to rest with my daughter, to place my head beside her own where always I may see her and allow sleep to come. Yet there is another within, my form pained once more as I whimpered again with discomfort, my breath moving to come in heavy pants.

“Kane I am being…to tired.”

He could not help me, this thing I am knowing and yet indeed my voice pleaded as such with my mate as the pain grew great once more and my sides heaved and pushed and I could do not but groan and lay my head upon the earth, wishing indeed most surely that it would simply end. It was at the break of dawn itself that the second small one was finally born, my form sighing in relief though still my breathing came in heavy pants and the world seemed a thing most faint and distant as exhaustion took over all that I was. Yet I would not have it, not yet, not until I had seen my youngest child as I summoned all left within myself to turn and reach for it, for him, my second son, a boy of white and red, a true born Angel, his pelt set aglow in the rays of dawns first light as I held him close as I had his sister before moving to place him beside her. My son, my daughter, Sage and…..I did not know, my mind grew thick and heavy as I laid my head back against the earth, exhaustion overtaking my form and all within me.

“I am…..wanting…maybe to be naming…him…….Solaris- for the sun this day.”

My words where soft and whispered as sleep teased at my mind as I whined once more, wanting my Kane closer, needing to know indeed he was there to watch his son and daughter as I slept and they nursed. Tired I was, so very tired and yet it is being a price that perhaps I am willing to pay for a love and affection so boundless, one so powerful it is taking over all other things for one does not know the depth of love until one looks upon their children and I have been given two this day. I allowed my eyes to close, finally. Kane would watch over us, this I am knowing.





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6 Years || Mate to Kane || Mother of Achilles, Sage & Solaris || Angel Queen of Diveen



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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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