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.
last blues for bloody knuckles, IP: 137.147.79.186 Posted on July 22, 2013 at 03:10:58 PM by ruvindra
restless: i found your weakness
She hadn't imagined such a wound would hurt as it did - she'd taken hits to the chest, the shoulder and even her legs and yet the face was a whole new battleground. The pain was a sharp sting that ebbed, coming back each time with a newly discovered vengeance. She would be damned if she did not get Devil May Cry back in some way or another - she'd damn well take his whole face if she had to. Of course, for the time being, such things were - quite literally - only a dream as she lay, her son slowly draping himself over her in some effort to keep her warm, or safe - he does not truly knows. All the young boy knows is that he must keep his mother safe, and he is too weak, too uneducated to do it any other way. For now, he would keep her warm and stare out over Iromar in expectation of help arriving - death, injury, all of it is almost a foreign concept, one he had no experience with save his mother's stories of battles long gone. Right now, mother is just tired and red and he is simply keeping her warm like she did to him.
It was only when the boy's father approached did he have any true cause for concern - his father looked panicked, his tail low and his body sprayed with mud. He had sped here, Wraith figured, but why? Slowly the boy rose as his father approached, accepting the affection without retaliation - he simply watched on, his head tilted as he was questioned.
"Ten minutes, perhaps. She is tired."
He shrugged, moving away from his mother and allowing his father to take his prior position. Still, he watched on with that same blank stare, his head now tilted to its opposite axis - only now he frowned slightly as his father nudged his mother, swearing to fix it.
"Is this wrong?"
He strode forward, his small frame coming to stand before his mother's sprawled out form as he sniffed wearily at his mother's nose. The smell was metallic, an overpowering scent that strangely reminded him of their meals but... wrong, yes, very wrong. The boy's breath, however, paired with Paldor's panic stirred within Ruvindra an agitation - they were disrupting her sleep, the only place where the pain that raked across her face subsided. She groaned at first, growling quietly beneath her breath as she twisted her head away from Wraith. Only when she opened her eyes did she come to truly see Paldor, her legs instantly attempting to rise beneath her. Of course, such an act failed, her paws too sore and her muscles to weary - she flopped with a soft thud, huffing angrily.
"Do not look at me - not now. I have been sullied by that bastard."
She growled her words, twisting her head once more in an effort to bury it beneath the rolls of her chest's fur, her neck arched awkwardly in her efforts. She was... she was ugly, splattered with blood with disgusting scabs marring the beauty of her features. Perhaps that was what she was most mad about, the fear of losing perhaps the only permanent thing in her life - her bone structure, really. Still, she was met by the familiar gaze of Wraith who still stared onward, his tail thumping happily - mother was awake after all.
"Wraith - find your brothers. Your father and I... we have things to discuss. Please."
It took a moment for the boy to respond, his ears falling back and his brows furrowing in disappointment. Still, he obliged with a quiet huff, dragging his tiny form away from the pair - he would linger, though, circling the area endlessly and aimlessly as he often did. He wanted to hear, to see, what they were doing - there was another scent in the marshes, too, one he did not recognise. Perhaps he would find it, though truly he did not put his mind to it. He was best at loitering, not hunting, no?
"I am fine," her voice was muffled, still adamant on remaining hidden from Paldor as much as she could even through the pain, "But Vidar... his eye, his ear - taken. He left me. He left me there. I am lucky to have been born fast."
Lordy, it's awful but I am sooo sorry for the wait.
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.
