Nymeria |
None
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Kalseru |
Vortigern |
None |
Moonfeather
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None |
None |
Yuki |
None |
None
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Viserion, Myrcella
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Eldrax
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Rhaegal, Tychon, Alagai, Paxton, Visenya
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Drogon, Icarus
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Greywind, Rhaenys, Arthfael
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Bastille, Samus
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Dandelion, Semele
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Daenerys, Sleekwing, Tyrion
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Mêlée, AshitakaEmer, Bran, Jabari, Vaella, Cadeyrn, Berwyn, Nerys, Jubilee, Ashur, Reine, Icarus, Kricket, Navarre, Leilani, Jakuta
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None
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Vhagar
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Diveen
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None
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None
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MoonGlow, Alcide, Sorcha, Fjallraven,
Pan, Grayson, Ravenna, Niviaq |
When the snows fall and the white winds blow, the lone wolf dies, but the pack survives.
- - Nymeria
❥ Pregnant | ^ Pending Promotion | ✘ Stolen | Away
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Posted on August 27, 2013 at 06:40:41 PM by ALCIDE
Taliesin approached, and the two rested side by side near the entrance to the den they had once shared. What a strange family Alcide had come to have, though he found the oddities to be the most splendid things about his life. And now his own brother Godric had arrived in Spirane and taken up the stead of Arcturus at Alcide’s right paw. The world worked in mysterious ways, mysterious ways indeed. When a grin teased its way onto Tal’s features as Alcide addressed him as ‘son,’ Alcide responded in kind, a smirk pulling across his own features. He was glad to see such a reaction, for it was the first time the alphen had tested such waters with the boy. He offered a nod when Talisien spoke of wanting to go to Diveen to meet his aunt. Alcide did not know much of the mahogany lad’s ancestry. He had known Doe from the times of Solevion, but had never met Fenrir. “It is important to know where you come from,” was all he gave in reply. At nearly two years of age Tal certainly did not require Alcide’s permission to go beyond the borders of Spirane, much less to visit a pack of such close alliance as Diveen. Of course it was a long trek from Spirane’s safety to that of Diveen, and if Alcide did not feel that Taliesin was responsible enough to make the journey on his own he would certainly send him with an escort. When the coffee hued adolescent first addressed him as Father, pride welled within Alcide. He could tell it was a new and trying experience for Taliesin, and he would not make a big deal of it – just as he had not made a big show of calling Tal ‘son,’ – but the patriarch’s eyes shined just a little bit brighter for it. Both ears pressed forward as he looked to where Tal rested at his side. His mangled right ear flopped slightly, but his attentiveness was evident. It was clear that the young man that sat beside him was in a business frame of mind. A warrior? It seemed that all the young men of Spirane strived to prove their worth, but Taliesin’s worth was self evident. “I am not busy today, Taliesin. I would gladly start showing you the basics this afternoon, and perhaps from then on Sleekwing and I can both take part in your training,” he said, rising to his feet and turning to invite the juvenile to join him in moving to a more suitable location. As they meandered together towards a nearby clearing, Alcide spoke again. “Remember, though, that just because you are starting your training at a young age does not mean that you are bound to be a soldier for the rest of your days. It is important to experiment in different fields of expertise at your age, so as to find what suits you best.” It was something that Alcide wished he could have taught Swallowbane and Sleekwing when they were young; perhaps it would have helped Swallowbane to adjust to no longer holding the position of heir to the throne. Leadership was not for everyone, and it was not a simple birthright. When they reached the clearing, Alcide pivoted so that he stood face to face with his son. “The first and foremost important thing a warrior must learn, before ever taking a step to strike against another, is to defend himself.” Splaying his legs slightly, they became slightly rigid as he lowered his head and tucked his chin to protect his throat. “By spreading your legs a bit, you give yourself a more stable base to receive attacks. And when you lower your head and muzzle like this, it makes it much more difficult for your assailant to get a hold on your throat.” He held the defensive posture and watched Taliesin, waiting for him to mirror the stance. He would take it slow, hopefully not overloading Tal with too much information in one afternoon.  |
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- ~Song To Release My Soul~ - By Taliesin August 31, 2013 at 03:11:40 PM
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~Song To Release My Soul~ - By Taliesin September 9, 2013 at 08:55:28 PM
always. // - By ALCIDE September 12, 2013 at 01:34:55 AM
~Song To Release My Soul~ - By Taliesin September 17, 2013 at 05:41:14 PM
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| Return to Top **Any position may be challenged for at any time. Please privately contact Nymeria and she will decide the type and style of challenge appropriate to the rank. Abhorsen - The Wielder: Alpha female and Queen of Spirane. Her word is final in all matters. Vows to protect and lead those who call the mountain home. Her Council Belgaer - The Thinker: Second in Command, this wolf is the Abhorsen's most trusted compatriot and confidant. In the Abhorsen's absence, they are able to speak with her authority. Saraneth - The Binder: Chosen mate of the Abhorsen. They can settle pack disputes, accept members, assign tasks, and leads the pack during hunts, in times of war, or in cases where the Abhorsen is not present. Scion - The Successor: The Abhorsen's heir, training to one day fill her paw prints. This wolf must become adept in multiple trades. This wolf is expected to become proficient in healing, fighting, hunting, diplomacy, and thievery. They are expected to lend assistance to any of the other ranks if ever needed. The Bells Dyrim - The Speaker: Lead diplomat and is often times sent out to maintain good relations with allied packs. Charged with educating the Ambassadors in diplomatic ways. Astarael - The Weeper: The commander and lead warrior of the pack. Charged with teaching the Berserkers the art of battle. Clayr - The Seer: Charged with the pack's health, and in teaching the Shiners and those who wish to pursue the art of healing. Kibeth - The Walker: The leader of the Guard. They are the foremost line of defense, charged with securing the borders and bringing pertinent information from within and without the pack to the appropriate wolf. They also lead the Outriders. Ranna - The Sleeper: Assists the queen in guarding from theft as well as advising her of news and gossip from the whole of Moladion. Charged with teaching the Mages about theft, secret keeping, and overall sneakiness. Allowed to make and block steals. Mosrael - The Waker: Caretaker and storyteller of the pack, also the head pupsitter. Often times this wolf will look after the pack's youth and educate them of Spirane and Moladion's history. Leads the Remembrancers in pup watching. Charter - The Power: The master hunter of the pack. Leads and organizes all hunts and teaches the Falconers the art of the hunt. The Classes Berserkers: Warriors and hunters of the pack. Falconers: The pack hunters Mages: Thieves and secret keepers of the pack. Allowed to make and block steals. Ambassadors: Diplomats of the pack. Shiners: Healers of the pack. Outriders: The pack scouts who bring all news of happenings across Moladion back. Remembrancers: Wolves of a kind nature who look after the younger wolves of the pack. These wolves may wish to learn more about healing, but this is not a requirement. Bairns: The young pups of the pack Amateurs: Youth of the pack still finding their place Kinfolk: The general populance of the pack Elders: Respected retirees who still offer wisdom and insight |
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