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: 124.149.121.228 Posted on August 22, 2013 at 00:19:41 AM by Azrael
My perfect, beautiful Princess is not like my son. No, Celeste appreciates the need for hair care unlike Starfall and really I suppose I don’t blame the boy, it’s not the most manly of pursuits and yet from the way he acted the last time I tried to do his hair you’d think I asked him to cut off an ear. Starfall and I….well….maybe we don’t get on the best, it’s getting better but I just don’t always understand him, I try, believe me I try and yet this star walking nonsense just does my head in. I adore him. In my eyes my sons can do no wrong I just….I worry for him. I’ve spent my whole damn life being told I’m not good enough, that I don’t belong, that I’m the one child everyone expected so much from and all I seem to have done is fail at every turn. I don’t expect anything like that from my sons, but I just……I just don’t want other wolves treating him like he’s different, because I damn well know what that’s like. I know and I don’t want him to know and so I suppose that’s where our differences lie. I don’t want him to, well, act the way he does sometimes and maybe he can’t help it, I don’t know, but I swear he could try harder to be more like his brother. Guardian, well, I understand him, he’s exactly what he should be, a typical boy. I smiled briefly at the passing thought before returning my attention to on of my Princesses, where my Iophiel had gotten to I hardly knew and honestly I think it’s a little ridiculous the thought fills me with such panic. If the boys wanted to go off, fine, I hardly cared, as long as they weren’t near the border where anyone could see them, but the girls? I seem to descend into a state of utter meltdown if ever either of them manage to escape Andromeda.
Now don’t get me wrong, Stella is a wonderful Mother, I think everything she does is a little bit wonderful, but sometimes I think she doesn’t show nearly enough concern for where our daughters are. They are not boys. They cannot just wonder off and be safe, oh no, no, my daughters are the epitome of perfection, they are goddesses among the rabble and I am entirely sure that others are aware of it. I have no idea what I think will happen to them, I hardly desire to let my imagination take hold so entirely and yet the very thought of them wandering about without protection makes my chest feel like it’s about to explode. I don’t want anyone looking at them, or coming near them, or doing anything within a one hundred mile radius that might upset them and the very fact that this pack is brimming with male puppies is very near heart attack inducing. I live in fear of the day males begin to notice just how exquisite my daughters are. Not that any will ever be good enough, oh no, they can all stay away, forever. Guardian and Starfall can carry on the bloodline. My daughters won’t ever need t contribute to that. I…..I’m getting a little off track and a little insane apparently, I don’t care. I pulled Celeste a little closer, as if some danger may very well have been hiding unseen as I worked to fix her hair in just the way she liked, the soft accent of her own voice bringing my ears forward as I moved to walk beside her, my offer to let her do my fur in return a clearly pleasing thing. I nodded, smiling softly.
"I have every faith in your skill"
I chuckled, tail waving slightly as we walked, adjusting my path slightly to lead towards the river, the shallow end mind you, I have no desire for my darling to be washed away, before all talk returned to this apparently outrageous incident that involved some lunatic pushing my child. Hell, they better pick a god and pray because if I ever find out who that was there parents won’t be able to save them. No one and I mean no one, pushes my child. Alright, maybe it was a slight over-reaction and if it had been Starfall or Guardian I would have just told them to push the idiot back, but my Celeste, the thought is almost terrifying. The heckles on my spine had lifted without my consent, the mere thought apparently resulting in outrage as she spoke of this black boy with speckles or sparkles or….honestly I’m not quite sure, she speaks very fast. Must have got that from Andro.
"Yes, of course I like your sparkles, they are lovely, everything you got from your mother is lovely and do you know the name of this boy? Tell Daddy if you do and Daddy will…..talk to him. As for the Angel Mark, well, Grandfather Heyel doesn’t have one either, my brother Kael didn’t, your Aunt Calista doesn’t, it just means your mark is on the inside, some say that makes you more special."
I grinned down towards her once more, violet blue eyes resting against her own tiny little form before I shook my pelt, letting my heckles fall flat as we walked. I hardly had any intention of having Celeste go and ask Heyel about Angel Marks, hopefully that would be satisfying enough, the longer I could keep her away from my sire the better. Heyel has a talent for, well, talking to pups and I fear what he might say about me to my child. I let the thought go for now, attempting instead to try and explain this war to her. I suppose some part of myself didn’t really understand it either. Why were we even at war? Ishtar got upset some ancient old wolfess got bitten? I hardly care. I’ve been waiting for any excuse, any reason to tear the flesh from the ones who very nearly killed me when they took my imprint from me. I suppose I am like Heyel in that regard. I hold a grudge. I don’t let go. Maybe I should have been more truthful with her, maybe I should have explained that when I came back from this it was entirely likely I would have more then dirt on me and yet….how do I tell a little girl such a thing? I don’t want her dreams filled with nightmares. Maybe my description wasn’t so good, my daughter looking for all the world as if she was about to crumble.
"I know it’s not right and I think maybe you might understand a bit better when your older. They…..they want to push you in the dirt because of who you are, because you are my daughter. They don’t like Angels, they want to get all the Angels…er….dirty."
Maybe Andromeda could explain it better, clearly I was just upsetting her, she looked for all the world as if she was about to cry and I really couldn’t handle that. I reached down once more, licking at her cheek, trying to wipe away such things.
"Oh baby, please don’t cry, it’s fine, it’s alright, I’ll keep them all away from you. "
My suggestion of the river seemed to brighten her once more, the little thing leaping about my limbs, reaching out to tug at my leg as I moved to follow her in her excitement, pleased to have distracted her, pleased to have chased those thoughts away even for just a little while, attempting to force them from my own mind as I led the way to the river while Celeste chatted happily once more, this mention of Stella and her inability to appreciate a good river spot earning the girl another grin as I paused to lift her up and down a larger step to the banks of the river, placing her at my paws once more.
"Your Mother knows a lot of things, but darling, when it comes to appreciation of hair she is a bit like Starfall, she just doesn’t know. Now, we can’t blame Mother for this, it’s not her fault she’s uneducated, I think her parents were a bit odd, it doesn’t matter, you show me this place you’ve found and I’ll follow, then you can do my hair."
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.
