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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= I Dropped My Halo = IP: 124.168.44.244 Posted on July 5, 2013 at 07:43:55 AM by Heyel
Arrogant old fool am I, Moth? I’ll admit to arrogant and I suppose I can’t deny the old part but foolish? Please, I’m the most intelligent thing ever to walk across this land- but onto other matters.
I allowed the violet of my gaze to linger once more on the multi-hued old female who has stood at my sides for more years then I can count, indeed, when I had taken the throne from Wild Justice she had stayed her alliance, offering her services to myself for the many, many years that followed. I suppose I have some fondness for the old female, if only for the fact that she has been there from the beginning, that she has stood beside me since my paws first touched the earth of Trenus, through every war and battle, every blizzard and sandstorm and drought and famine, she watched over my children and I had guarded hers, she’d healed my wounds after Justice attempted to reclaim the throne and I’d stood beside her when we watched our pack and home burn in the wake of the meteor. We lost our mates and children that night and yet, by some miracle she and I stand beside each other still, surely two of the oldest wolves still left in this land and that is something to take pride in. Moth and I…hell, we’ve seen it all and yet, to see her looking so pleased is a rarity- believe me I’d know. I allowed my head to tilt slightly as she spoke, introducing the male before us as Coza. Hmm, odd name, short thought, I like that, it’s easy to yell.
I allowed a smirk to pass over my lips a moment, violet eyes glinting with amusement before she mentioned his…relation to her, my eyes widening slightly. Her imprint? Well, it’s about damn time, Daft Punk must have been dead or missing for near four or five years now and of all the females I’ve know in my time, there a few which I believe are entirely deserving of perfection, Moth however, would well be one of them. I nodded, allowing her to see, for just a moment, the pleasure I took in this knowledge, in her happiness, before my gaze narrowed slightly as they fell back on this Coza, sizing him up a moment, slightly…judgemental of this creature, after all, as much as I am pleased to see happiness within Moth, I am not entirely convinced of her choice, after all, no one will ever be truly good enough for Moth as far as I’m concerned. Then again, maybe this fellow will prove me wrong, he looks decent enough. I moved to focus my attention more fully on the male when another wolf arrived, his scent a familiar one, for indeed I have smelt it on Malina often enough. Lucid- her own apprentice and Moth’s son from Acheron. I never liked that male, the boy however I find acceptable, if only for the fact he is of the order and of the Art and indeed, while we value arrogance and forwardness it also pays to remind apprentices of their place in this life, a low growl rising within my throat a moment as I turned towards him. Maybe he will disrespect his Mother but he would not dare disrespect the Assassin Master of Moladion.
“Cave tibi, puer tuus ut sit Genitrix sed etiam outranks vobis.”
(Mind yourself boy, she may be your Mother but she also outranks you)
I snorted, turning away from him, leaving Moth to deal with her own child, my discipline of my wolf completed and attention thoroughly captivated by the rather insecure looking Coza. Honestly the male looked as if I’d asked him to give me his own tail as a gift or something equally as ridiculous. Not one for sarcasm then hmmm? Hell, it was almost as if the tall fellow had no idea what I was saying, the boy looking thoroughly alarmed about something as my own head tilted in confusion. What did I say? Was he…..slow? I turned back towards Moth in mild confusion at this creature, one eye lifting in silent question, about to speak when the odd male began to walk away. I snorted, gaze still on Moth.
“Darling, where is he going? Is he confused or is his sense of humour so entirely dry that I seem to have somehow implied I’d rather see the tail end of him? Honestly Moth, how you find these males I will never know.”
I shook my head, eyes rolling with a gentle humour before the violet of my gaze returned to his retreating form. Well, if he wanted to leave that is entirely fine, I see no point in wasting my energy chasing after him, let Moth do it if she wants, I’ll be content to sit here until she does, although, I suppose Isola would rather I put in some effort. I sighed, calling out to the retreating male in a particularly slow tone of voice, attempting to pronounce each syllable and word, having decided this male was clearly communication challenged.
“Where. Are. You. Going?”
Honestly if he didn’t understand that I was hardly going to try again. To his credit however, the male managed to turn around, moving back towards my ethereal self with some sort of bird in his jaws. Hmmm, maybe he had understood my command to bring the sacrifice then. He returned to place the turkey at my paws, looking up once more with a still entirely unsure expression continuing to look from myself to Moth and back again. What he was so confused about I hardly knew and yet decided against upsetting the silly creature more by making any kind of joke about turkeys. Perhaps I’d take it to Isola, perhaps not, I’m rather partial to bird. I nodded, pleased in this moment, even managing something of a grin before lifting to my feet once more, moving towards the male, prepared to mark him as a wolf of Diveen, as an Angel of this golden city before realising that indeed he would hardly understand it, honestly words seemed to puzzle him.
“Welcome to Diveen then, Coza. Diveen. Home. Understand?”
I rolled my eyes, stepping forward abruptly to brush against him lightly, marking him with my scent and the scent of this pack before moving easily around behind him, aiming to shove him forward and into the pack land. Really, some wolves just need a little push and I hardly desire to have a twenty minute conversation attempting to explain to him that he lives here now, easier to just show him.
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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.
