THE MISTRESSALPHA OF IROMAR
Ruby

CHIEFIN WAITING

Apollyon

DEPUTYTHE SECOND

Avery

COUNCILADVISOR

None

TROOPERBEST WARRIOR

None

STALKERPROVIDER

None

MEDICDOCTOR

None

ENVOYDIRECTOR OF DIPLOMACY

None

GOVERNESSPUP SITTER

Adrian

SNOOPTHEIF & SCOUT

None

CHRONICLERSTORY TELLER

None

SOOTHSAYERSEER

Beltane
SoldiersWarriors
None
HuntersHunters
Shaddix^
HealersHealers
None
DiplomatsDiplomats
Sidhe

SpiesSpies
Ruby^
TeachersTeachers
None

ChildrenYoung Pups
None
MembersGeneral Population
Cae
Najira

AlliesAllies
Taviora
Glorall
GUESTSGUESTS
Ramos
Maris
EnemiesEnemies
None


News 03.28.20

Get with me if you want to move up in rank. I'm going to change up the pack tasks for a little change of pace.

Congratulations to Adrian on her promotion to Governess. She will handle the guidance and teaching of our young pups in Iromar.

If you have a ^ next to your name, that means you're up for promotion so see me or send me a message on Discord so we can see where to move you. All others interested in specializing or getting a rank, let me know so we can figure out how to make that happen.

The pack board has been updated. If you wanted to remain a member, let me know either on here or Discord and I'll get you back on the board. Otherwise, let's have a thread!

I know I had a couple replies for the training with Spirane so I will be starting that thread soon. Stay tuned!

I am still working on an alliance with Diveen and Asteraia so stay tuned. If you have any information or would like to help, please let me know. If anyone has any ideas to promote activity within the pack, also, let me know. I am open for plots and such! Meanwhile, thank you all for your continued support of the pack.

- - Avery



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Along with efforts of being a decent mother for once, she'd also begun to take more and more breaks from her children. She figured they needed equal amounts of time with her, their father and alone together - that was her theory, at least. Whether or not it would work was debatable for she hadn't exactly tried it, or even seen another litter successfully raised for that matter. At thirteen years old, she was still very much clueless about how the whole mothering business went - it used to be simply feed, teach and tend to but now she was trying a different approach (teaching morals and whatnot.) Yes, if she didn't say so herself, she was doing a fantastic job so far! Besides, she'd been attempting to take her position within Iromar more seriously, particularly with the promotion of the younger female, Chernobyl. With the girl being barely beneath her - an apprentice, apparently - she wanted to... keep a close eye on her. For that reason, she'd been hunting down the girl's scent all throughout Iromar.

Eventually she found it, or rather she found the den in which it radiated from. The scent lingering outside was rather stale and she couldn't help but wonder if the girl had even left her den recently; unbeknownst to Ruvindra, she and Lillith were not the only mothers in Iromar. She'd been lingering outside the den for some time, contemplating on what to say or whether or not to even bother when the sound of a whelp's chirping caught her attention. Instantly she approached a few more steps, bringing herself so that she stood close enough to the den to bring her arrival to the younger female's attention. If she were anything like Ruvindra, she probably would not have enjoyed an intrusion but with the chirping children came the smell of blood. The blood was definitely unexpected - that much, at least - for whereas Ruvindra's mind had never been so good with children, her body was apparently made to take birthing them exceptionally well. Apparently the apprentice Cerberus was not so lucky.

"Chernobyl, isn't it? It's Ruvindra. I can smell blood - are you... are you okay?"

She struggled with the question, pausing for a moment mid-way through to roll her eyes at her own stupidity. She'd never really asked another wolf if there okay and it damn well felt stupid to do so. Still, it needed to be done. She waited briefly for a response before grunting an acknowledgement - either way, the girl was going to get patched up. She might not have been particularly fond of many but she understand Iromar needed strength in numbers and the girl, this Chernobyl, had shown herself to be quite, well, strong. Best keep Ishtar's favorites alive, right?

Thankfully, moss and many variants of it was plentiful in the swamp pack land. With the winter snow having melted, too, it lead many of the rocks to be left with the slimy residue. That was what she needed - she'd remembered that much from Trenus, at least. Moss was useful for mopping up blood and for preventing even more of it from leaving the body - just what Chernobyl needed, right? Though it tasted foul and she felt disgusting doing so, she slowly pulled the plant from the rocks, attempting to keep it as intact as possible. She could only hope she had enough - why didn't Paldor know this kind of stuff and if he did, why wasn't he here doing it?

After some minutes, she returned to the den with a muffled bark of greeting. Waiting once more for acknowledgement, she poked her nose into the den and dropped the moss down, hoping it would tumble far enough down so that Chernobyl could reach it. She'd get her the damn moss, and maybe a snack if she could find something suitable to hunt but her dignity would stop her from doing much else. Applying the moss? No, certainly not. That was work for those with less pride and less discretion.

"Apply it to where the bleeding is coming from; it should help put a stop to it. I'm not a Healer though, so I know nothing that can ease any pain you may have. Would you like me to find you anybody else? Ishtar, perhaps?"



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PACK RANKS



Monarch
Pretty simple, Alpha of Iromar. Ultimate authority. What I say, goes.
Chief
The 'Co-Alpha'. He is her equal and has all the same authorities as she does. He is be respected and can take challenges and block steals.
Deputy
The Beta of Iromar. The most trusted wolf under the Alpha. Has all the same authorities of the Monarch in her absence. Second in command. Can block steals and take challenges.
Council
The advisor to the Monarch. One who's wisdom is often sought in matters of politics and war. Not necessarily an elder but someone the Monarch looks up to.
Trooper
The head warrior of Iromar. Shows the most skill in combat and has experience to back it up. Trains the soldiers and serves as their direct supervisor. Can block steals.
Stalker
The head hunter of Iromar. Shows the most skill in hunting and providing for the pack. Tasked with leading pack hunts and teaching the pups of the pack at designated times. Trains the hunters and serves as their direct supervisor. Can block steals.
Medic
The head healer of Iromar. Skilled in herbs and emergency medicine. Tasked with checking on the Monarch/Deputy after a challenge and also keeping up with mothers around birthing time. Trains the healers and serves as their direct supervisor. Can block steals.
Envoy
The head diplomat in Iromar. Skilled in matters of politics and conversation. Intelligent and witty, this wolf keeps the pack together as one while reaching out to potential allies for support. Council is their direct supervisor. Trains the diplomats and serves as their direct supervisor. Can block steals.
Governess
The guardian of offspring in Iromar. Skilled as a warrior and alert as a scout, this wolf is tasked with probably one of the most important jobs in Iromar, protecting the future of the pack and Moladian. They can watch the litter while the parents are off doing tasks, hunting, or just enjoying some quiet time. Can serve as guides for the pups, like having a full time guardian. Trains the teachers and serves as their direct supervisor. Can block steals.
Snoop
The head spy in Iromar. Skilled in maneuverability and blending in, this wolf must be a shadow when called upon. Tasked with finding out information about other packs or wolves when called upon, this wolf must be quick as well as witty, able to make anyone believe anything. Also serves as a thief when the need arises. Trains the spies and serves as their direct supervisor. Can block steals.
Chronicler
The head story teller of Iromar. This wolf has done their research on all things Iromar and Moladian. They can give a good history lesson or spin a tale on demand when the younger minds call for distraction. Able to captivate an audience. May even help with speeches for the Monarch when necessary. No one to train but the pups or even adults of Iromar when they have questions or curiosity about the past. This wolf may even be called upon by the Council at times. Can block steals.
Soothsayer
The seer of Iromar. This is a special rank made specifically for a wolf with "the sight." Consider her an advisor/spy of sorts for the alpha and rest of the pack. She/he can gather intel from outside or supernatural forces. You don't have to believe in the magic of this ability for any wolf with this rank will be respected as a ranked member of the pack. Can block steals.
Warriors- Members of the Iromar army. Skilled in combat and overseen by the Trooper.
Hunters- Providers for Iromar. Skilled in scavenging and hunting.
Healers- Doctors of Iromar. Skilled in herbs and emergency medicine for those in need.
Diplomats- Extroverts of Iromar. Skilled in politics and overall conversation.
Spies- Scouts and thieves of Iromar. Skilled in blending in and masking themselves when called upon.
Teachers- Guardians of the youth of Iromar. Skilled in defense and culture. They shape the young minds of the future.
Children-The pups of Iromar. To be cherished as they are precious for the future of the land. Shape them and mold them into something we can all be proud of.
Members- Overall pack members of Iromar. Not specialized in a particular field yet but just as important to the population.


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