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 continued to let my emerald eyes drift from one to the other with suspicion. Wolves never came out here, at least, no one other then myself and Alyx or Mother and Grandfather when he came to visit. This is the outskirts, the Bad Lands, the place they put those of us the rest of the pack just wants to pretend doesn’t exist or if Ego was right, those of us they’d rather see dead. I don’t hate them for it, not the way Ego does, but some part of me….it resents them, the pack, the Angels. It’s isn’t my fault that I look the way I do, that I was born with a head that is a near replica of what may well be Moladion’s most feared wolf. It’s isn’t my fault that Mama laid with some kind of Demon that most of the world seems hell bent on destroying. I…I just wanted to be like them, like my cousins, the other small pups I see from a distance all the time. Not even all of them were the white colour that seems so coveted by this ridiculous pack and even they were more accepted then my brother and I. I know why, but that doesn’t mean I understand it. I can’t help what I am, it won’t ever change, Ego will never leave and some part of myself…doesn’t want him to. He is me, he is my soul, my imprint and though I can’t always control him, can’t always stop him from taking control I still wouldn’t know what to do without him. He is me. I am the Angel with a demon for a soul and I will never, ever be accepted, not here, not anywhere. I’m a half-breed and I always will be.

Despite that however, I suppose I was a little bit surprised to see another Angel, the boy was…well he was nothing but she was obviously someone, something and I was drawn between wanting to shout at her to get away and some desire to…..spend time with her, to see what it was like to have someone talk to me without waiting for me to drain them of blood as they seem content to think I will do. She doesn’t seem afraid and maybe, maybe for a just a minute I manage and slightly crooked grin towards her, emerald eyes lighting up within the midnight of my skull as her own eyes grew wide and excited, her voice exploding from within her so loudly that my ears flicked back in shock. For a little girl (everyone is little compared to me) she had a damn big voice, even Ego was surprised, his shock entwining with my own before his voice moved within my mind.

If this girl is an Angel then I’m the pack Alpha. What Angel ever loved our hair?
Is that what she’s talking about, our hair?
Duuuude you clearly weren’t listening, she likes our mowhawk, in other words, she likes your Angel Mark.
Well, she is talking awfully fast I…what should I say?
Don’t look at me Angel Boy, in fact, stop staring at her and focus on the other one, he seems to need a lesson in just who’s in charge, what does Stumpy Legs there think he’s going to do? I reckon we should…nibble him a bit.

I shook my head, trying to shake away the voice that moved within, whispering at my ears. Ego was always hungry, he always complained about whatever Mama brought us, it was never good enough, never what he wanted, he was never full, never satisfied always wanting to….snap at others though I hardly knew why. I shoved him away, pushing him back despite his protest, my own head and tail still high as I regarded the girl again as she stepped closer and spoke about the Angels….or what she knew of them. My own head tilted slightly, her Mama was an Angel too? But not her sire? Maybe…..maybe she was like me, like Ego and I, I didn’t know what this Nephil-thing was though. Even Ego hadn’t heard of that and Ego tends to know everything. I opened my mouth to speak again, doing my best not to look at the other boy at all. I didn’t hate him or anything, but what I see, Ego sees and Ego wants to tear him apart, I can feel him, I can feel how….angry he is at the stance of this other male, I can feel my veins burning with the need to turn around, to lunge at him…..no, oh no. I won’t. I refuse. The girl spoke again, mercifully distracting Ego and myself though I was almost….shaking with the effort of not turning towards this Leo, my whole form gone almost rigid, the blood-coloured mowhawk the white girl seemed to so admire slowly lifting along my neck and spine. Why is Ego so, so angry?

I forced my mind back to the girl, this Angel and not Angel, obsidian coated head turning slightly once more as she spoke, taking in her words, managing another crooked grin at her final sentence, managing to force myself into a seated position, focusing all my attention on this ZigZag.

"No, we…I mean me…I…I’m not an Angel, or at least not a real one. Sometimes I pretend though. I’m like you, my Mama was born of Angels but my sire he….has really bad blood, believe me, whatever your Father did that made the Angels not like him, it couldn’t be nearly as bad as mine. My Brother and I- we live out here, on the outskirts because we can’t go into the main pack, they won’t let us, they fear us. So we live out here. I might be able to tell you about the Angels, you have their mark and your white too, not like me, Heyel, that’s my Grandfather- he is the King of all Angels and he lives here, you should speak to him I suppose. I can take you aprt of the way if you want?"

To be honest I was just glad for the company, hoping that maybe someone, anyone, wanted to spend time with me. I liked her, this girl with the scar-like marks on her face, this girl that wasn’t scared, I even liked him, this Leo- but Ego didn’t and I couldn’t stop him. I didn’t mean for it to happen, I never mean for it to happen but I couldn’t stop him, Leo spoke, talking about a disease you get form girls, some kind of surprise registering on my face about to tell him that Alyx had told me something almost the same once before when my legs moved on their own, my whole body jerking forward so suddenly and abruptly that I never had a chance. Ego, me, both of us, I really don’t know- lunged, my large frame aiming to crash tackle Leo to the ground, teeth diving for his right foreleg, aiming to grab it bite down and tear it, shred the fur and flesh off the limb before I pulled back snarling, mowhawk raised like bloody knives as he spoke, Ego- that voice not my own though it came from my lips.

"Didn’t you hear him? This is our land, our space, you can’t damn well walk here unless I say so. This isn’t your land, mountain boy, so why don’t you run on home to Mommy little whelp."

It was the dominance, Ego can’t stand it, it was the fact that Leo didn’t back down that set him off that made me fight for control and yet- almost as soon as he came he was gone, fading back into my mind, leaving me blinking in confusion as I stepped back, forcing my ears forward and lips down in obvious…embarrassment, shock back on my features, glancing from one to the other in panic- waiting for them to run screaming....





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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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