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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= Heaven Help Me = IP: 124.168.54.88 Posted on July 16, 2013 at 08:11:12 AM by Azrael
Why…is he shaking? Why is his tongue hanging on the ground? For a moment I had a good mind to tell him off for it as if he were one of my children. We do not lick the dirt, it’s like one of the first lessons and yet…for whatever reason I held back, realising that maybe yelling at Vidar wasn’t the best idea that maybe part of the reason I seemed so...angry and upset as because I was- scared. I’d never admit it, I’d never, ever claim to such a stupid feeling at yet I don’t know how to deal with it, don’t know how to show it in the right way. I only feel angry and frustrated….at myself. Why wasn’t I there to protect him? Why wasn’t I there to keep him safe like I was supposed to do? He was my only friend, the only thing I had apart from my family and the knowledge that I might be about to lose him was hardly something I was going to handle well. I lost my Mother, I lost my Brothers- I watch everyone around me die and I….I don’t want to lose him too. Why…why can’t I have any friends? What can’t I do one damn thing right in my life and where the hell is Meryl? I whined, laying my head down beside his shaking body, attempting to offer all the warmth I had it within me to give. He was shaking because he was cold right? What else could I do? Had he even heard me when I asked what happened? He shifted beside me, finally seeming to manage to find his voice, my handsome head lifting once more, ears sliding forward to listen to the weak words he offered. He went for a walk and talked to Ruvindra. I always knew that bitch was trouble, tesseract was right to ask me to do away with her, if she was responsible for this, if Iromar was responsible for this I was entirely sure I could bring about a war, especially with Kane and Isola still agitated over the theft of the pregnant Katsumi. Idiots- that’s all the wolves of Iromar are, can’t follow a simple treaty, can’t even follow their own rules about taking pregnant females. No wonder they fail at basic existence.
I snorted, agitated, my own muscle tensing and tightening against Vidar as a growl coiled within my throat, rumbling dangerously as the heckles on my spine lifted in response to the energy in my veins- at least, until he kept going. A black wolf? He got attacked by a big black wolf from Diveen? Why…would Kane attack his own wolf? Hell, if Kane had attacked him I am not even entirely sure what to do, he is…Alpha and yet I am entirely convinced I can still rip a piece out of him for it. Screw his rank, I knew he was no good and yet….that doesn’t make sense, I can’t even scent Kane and I haven’t spent an entire life dedicated to learning to outsmart others by getting basic scents wrong. I could smell Uncle Devil and yet…..surely not him? Yet what other wolf is there with yellow eyes and a black pelt in Diveen? None. There can be only one attacker and I have every intention of paying him a visit right back. Isola wouldn’t even have to get involved, I am large enough to take a wolf well past his prime, one who seems to feel mauling his own pack mates is an acceptable form of activity. We protect. How the hell do I know he won’t attack a child or Isola herself next? Were it not for the sudden arrival of Meryl I might well have stormed off right then and there, mind so consumed with my need to savage something I nearly forgot about Vidar’s condition. If he…died, there is nothing on this earth that will save Devil, nothing, Heyel be damned.
Meyrl was saying something, my mind finally seeming to register his words as I curled tighter around Vidar, as if I could hold him back from death with my strength and will along, a…protectiveness I have felt with no one other than my family seeming to leak into my form, lips peeling back from my teeth as a growl erupted from within as Meryl approached, eyes widening with a sudden shock as I realised I’d done it. I hadn’t meant to, not at all I just…didn’t want anyone touching, some ridiculous part of myself wanting to drove Meryl away so Vidar could rest and sleep and yet, I suppose logic managed to win out in the end, my form slightly releasing from around him to allow Meryl to work as he ordered me to do…something.
"Meryl, do I look like I damn well know what poppy seeds are, which ones? That stuff? This plant? Here, Vidar just take it all."
I swept my paw across the ingredients, pushing them up to his muzzle as my own head…blurred slightly. I never was good with blood, the only assassin ever to have a fear of blood- brilliant and yet now is hardly the time, thoughts of Devil shoved away for now as I waited for Vidar to eat. The more the better right? Meryl was talking still, my blue eyes lifting to my son as he spoke of plugging this and doing that.
"Yes, yes, just do it Meryl, I don’t care what you have to do just don’t let him…fade."
I didn’t want to say ‘die’ in case Vidar was listening. Didn’t want to put ideas in his head and yet the sudden yelp from the black male as Meryl tore free his hanging ear caused one of my own as I moved to lick at the wound. This fixes everything right? I moved to lick clean the blood and soothe the injury, not caring in the slightest that this as hardly my most manly display ever before finally allowing my son to apply hell knows what to it. Personally I thought my tongue was doing the job just as well and then the damned male began to cry, hell if he does that I’ll do it too and if I remember distinctly I once gave Meryl himself a lesson on crying. Boys…we don’t cry, if we do we don’t let anyone see. I heard his words, I heard the sadness in them, the tears and vulnerability. I don’t know why Vidar, I don’t know why and I couldn’t speak, not really, for fear of……saying the wrong thing, of letting my own emotion affect me. Someone has to be strong, someone has to be the one that gets leaned on. I won’t cry, I won’t fall apart- but I’ll get revenge, that I can do.
"Yes- you are…very good. Maybe that is why, Vidar, because being good isn’t supposed to be easy….it’s what makes the good so good, that no matter what they just don’t change. If it helps……I…I knew a wolf with only an ear and a half as well and he didn’t let that stop him, hell, that one-eared wolf is pretty much recognised as the greatest King there ever was. You don’t need two ears, it…umm….gives you…character?"
I smiled weakly, faintly. I as trying, so hard, to just not fall apart. Hell, I was even giving Heyel praise, I must be worried……
AZRAEL
"6 years ~ Andromeda ~ Heyel x Zeivah ~ 41in 177lbs ~ Sire of Meryl/Starfall/Guardian/Celeste/Iophiel ~ Diveen "
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.
