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: 124.168.12.187 Posted on August 3, 2013 at 07:39:55 AM by Azrael
I’d promised him once, long ago, that I’d look after him. I mean, considering I stole him from Iromar it was really the least I could do in one way or another. I’d stolen Vidar as a way of luring his sire here, a plan that had, remarkably worked rather will if I do say so myself, though I hadn’t expected to actually like the boy, hell, I hadn’t expected to feel anything for him at all. I never would have hurt him or anything so ridiculous, yet the very first time I met him it became pretty clear that other wolves hardly had the same morals. The boy had been somewhat mangled even then and I’d helped him. He’d made me pity him I suppose, right to the extent that I’d gotten Isola to let him stay in the pack, I’d gotten him a place to live and taught him to speak and hunt and other things his evidently useless parents never managed to do. I don’t know what happened to him then, like I don’t really know now. His family seems to hate him and believe me I know all about that though for all the dislike my sire and some of my siblings surely have for me I know none of them would ever lay fangs into me. Maybe that’s Angel vanity though, we’d rather glare at someone then mess up our hair. I managed something of a smirk at my own thoughts, ignoring Meryl’s pointed look. I hadn’t meant to growl it just happened I…….I’m good at protecting, hell, it might be the only thing I’m good at and my instincts in that regard are unusually….well adapted. I’m a Father, an Assassin and my desire to protect my blood and the things I think of as my own is a powerful thing. Guess that’s inherited. Meryl may be my son, but Vidar is……he’s like the Brother I never had. Lucifer and Kael died, Kamiyo and Ferox left and I suppose I needed someone. So I found Vidar, I just…made him my friend because he was willing and I was lonely. Maybe it’s not supposed to work like that but hey, no one ever told me otherwise.
Meryl continued to work, pulling away the stockpile of ingredients I shoved towards Vidar as if I’d tried to poison the other male. What? If a little does a little bit of good, why not just give him the whole damn lot? Maybe he’ll grow wings and be able to fly away from danger since it’s fairly obvious Vidar attracts lunatics. Then again….I wouldn’t have run from Devil either, if he really was the attacker in all this then I suppose it would be logical for Vidar to have been caught off guard by it I…I just don’t understand and really given that I can’t decide whether I’m so angry I might implode or not I can be forgiven for not being entirely logical right now. Screw Heyel, screw Devils status as some kind of Assassin Master, I’m entirely sure I can take him on and I will, to make him damn well pay for what he did. What did Vidar ever do to him or anyone or…..Meryl was talking, the violet blue of my gaze lifting to my adopted son, trying to process whatever words he might have offered having become so lost in my own thoughts I’d barely registered anything, eyes flicking back down to the male I lay almost curled around, my large, white form encompassing his own as he and Meryl exchanged some kind of communication as my gaze merely travelled his form, taking in the injuries and wounds and feeling each one like a blade against myself. I was a damn guardian Angel and so far I’d managed to lead my charge into complete disarray. Great. When I get to heaven I’ll get kicked out of there too, they’ll bring Vidar up and point out all his missing appendages. After all, vowing to protect someone, for Angels….it’s more then just words. It is who and what we are and I’d…..let him get hurt. I had to make it right. I had to do something.
I nodded as Meryl spoke, assuring me that he could done all he could and considering Vidar looked like someone had assaulted him with a shrub I figured he’d done his job right. I can only hope I don’t ever get ripped up to much, some of those ingredients do not look pelt-safe, was that plant river washable? I hope Vidar’s pelt is colour-fast, then again, black isn’t exactly the best of colours anyway, maybe he could do with a change. Evidently I have begun to spiral into delirium. This is what happens when you become so mad you can hardly think. Meryl’s question brought my gaze once more to my son, Andro’s son really, I hardly remember ever agreeing to making im my own although…..that thought of him belonging to anyone else was equally displeasing. No. When he becomes a famous healer I shall be entirely pleased to take the credit for having raised him. I managed something of a smile for the boy, reaching up momentarily and in perhaps the first show of affection I have ever given to touch my muzzle to the boys own before I spoke.
"Yes, Vidar can stay with us. Go and tell your Mother for me."
I was fairly sure Andromeda would hardly mind having another in the den, just for a few nights anyway. Vidar spoke then, his voice barely a whisper as my significantly more handsome head tilted down towards him, gaze resting on him as my ears strained to hear his words as he listed his missing appendages, attempting something of a smile that I forced myself to return, jaws parting to lick at his wounds once more.
"Yeah Vid, yeah, lots of character. Way more then anyone else I know."
It’s not really what I wanted to say, hell, I wanted to say I’d rip Devils face off, that for every wound Vidar had I’d give Devil two to match and I meant it. The moment Vidar was safe and sleeping I’d pay my Uncle a visit. I am no longer a child, I no longer have to yield to those who seek to stand above me save for perhaps Heyel. I respected Devil for him…..I have no reason to anymore. The black male spoke again, calling me closer though I hardly knew how much closer I could get, toned white frame pressed against his own, even as the metallic scent of blood filled the air and I felt my stomach heave at the sight and tendrils of blackness tease at my vision as the sight of blood always did, parts of my white pelt stained crimson as I lowered my head back to his own and he asked to……to go to Glorall? Alright, so I’d lie if I said I wasn’t a bit hurt, that some part of me didn’t want to pick him up and shake him and demand to know how the hell he could think about leaving when I was trying to save his life again . Wasn’t Diveen enough? Wasn’t I a good enough friend? Why does everyone I love want to leave me? I pushed the thoughts aside and away for now, ignoring them, for him I suppose, hiding the….hurt on my own features as I nodded. I understood imprint. I’d cross galaxies for Stella let alone just a pack border, yet the thought of having Vidar leave gave me no pleasure. Then again, maybe escorting him to the river pack, making sure he was safe there…..maybe that could make up for my having failed him already.
"I’ll take you, when you get better. I’ll…..protect you I…I promise."
Even if I’m not very good at it….
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.
