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.
= Heaven Help Me = IP: 124.149.67.105 Posted on July 9, 2013 at 01:58:28 AM by Azrael
It might just be the longest I have ever gone without talking, like ever, out of all my siblings save for Sinopa I was the first to learn to talk- the first to tell everyone around me how they were doing everything wrong and why it was that they should have been listening to me from the beginning. I think, maybe, that I still do that a little bit, at least, I like to tell Andromeda and the boys what they should be doing and when they should be doing it and really, it’s not because I’m bossy or anything, I just like everyone to be doing it right. I suppose doing it right is mildly debatable though when it seems I’ve spent most of my own existence trying to impress the one creature on this earth who might be impressed purely by himself and no one else. I have to say though, I think even Heyel would have been impressed with myself and my Stella tonight. This dance, this hunt, I suppose I understand it better now after having done it. It isn’t just about killing or moving in sync or anything nearly so basic and simple. It’s about being who and what you are, the hunt it…..it stripes everything away, you forget about everything except the chill of the night and the rush of adrenaline and a need to feed and without even thinking I’d simply fallen into step with my imprint, my soul from the beginning. We were born for each other and I suppose I was lucky to find her so….young, even if I had been to stubborn to see it then. It didn’t matter- I saw it now, I saw everything now. I saw her and hell, even as I tore into the flesh of the animal we worked to bring down I still saw her, every move and jump, every rolling muscle and gleaming tooth and midnight hair. I saw her, I think, truly, for perhaps the first time.
Alright, maybe the dance thing did have some merit, I wouldn’t be telling Heyel that anytime soon but even so, it let me see her, let me experience I suppose, her true strength. I have never thought of her as weak, believe me, that day on the outer rim when she sat down and I tried to move her proved well enough that when she puts her mind to something she cannot be swayed, I guess I like that about her, I guess I like that we are the same in the regard- probably why we fight all the time, but imagine if we agreed on something, imagine if we put those minds together, hell, we could rule the world. We should if you ask me, after all, Diveen is my birth-right, before Isola, before any of the others and yet with the birth of her own son that puts me what….third in line? Oh and believe me, since Fate seems to adore her so much she’ll have another boy with Kane this year I am entirely sure. Even so, I managed to push these thoughts aside, at least for now, far more content in this moment to focus only on the female before me as we made our kill, a strength and power I’d never seen within her seeming so clear in those moments as she held the pronghorn down, her own pelt becoming bathed in the sticky sweetness of blood that blended with the darkness of her fur before I came towards her, that rush of adrenaline still beating against my heart, sliding through my veins as I reached toward her.
My tongue ran easy, smooth streaks against her muzzle and face, Andromeda leaning slightly into this gesture as my tail waved stupidly behind like a foolish pup realising he adores someone for the first time. It’s small, I know, but that tiny thing, just leaning into my gesture makes everything seem…better, it makes me feel wanted and needed and hell, I’ve been trying to prove that since the day I was born. I smiled, almost into her fur really as I continued to work, feeling, well, kinda sheepish really, I’m not one for open tokens of affection and yet hell, no one was looking. I grinned again before I moved to step back slightly, to finally ask what I’d been wanting to ask for so, so long though something had always managed to hold me back, my voice feeling a little rusty from not having been used for like a whole hour. I paused a moment in the black silence, the golden gaze of my imprint met so easily by the violet blue of my own as I waited, shifting slightly, nervous of what might or might not come. Surely she would say yes, I mean, who would say no to me? Especially after that performance. She was silent for another moment before her head lifted to my own, her voice a whisper in the darkness as she agreed, as she became my mate, my imprint, heart and soul all in one. Ha…I totally knew she’d say yes.
Her muzzle reached for my own as I stood once more, pressing it against her, moving to almost embrace her in a way as I brushed against her, wrapping around her with a rumble of pleasure deep in my throat before another smirk curved across her lips as I moved back to her head, her own muzzle withdrawing as my head tilted in a slight…wary confusion as she spoke. Offering? I frowned slightly.
"What offering? Did you….want a bigger pronghorn? I…I suppose we could get another one though it seems a bit of a waste and really, this one is a fairly decent size.”
Alright so I was a bit confused about this offering business, my gaze forming a scowl once more as I looked upon the buck we’d just brought down. Hell, how much bigger did she want it to be? I know she’s pregnant and all (or I’m assuming she is, I am very good at that after all) but she shouldn’t be so hungry just yet should she? Maybe we should have gone after a moose or something. I snorted in a moment of frustration, mild as it was as I regard her again, fondness still clearly in my gaze despite my retort. I did enjoy arguing with her I suppose. Well, she’s my mate now, I can argue with her all I please.
"You know, Heyel never told me what to do if the girl doesn’t like what you hunted, you really should have told me before we started that you wanted me to offer you something else. Well, we are damn well eating this one now.”
I never was one for tender moments, though indeed a tiny smirk flickered across my lips as I turned from her, moving to tear open the carcass, spilling another wave of blood onto the snow, head lifting to turn, waiting for her to join me.
AZRAEL
"6 years ~ No Mate ~ Soul of Andromeda ~ Heyel x Zeivah ~ 41in 177lbs ~ Sire of Starfall & Guardian ~ 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.
