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THUNDER KINGKing of Diveen

Arturio

LIGHTNING QUEENQUEEN OF DIVEEN

Azariah

WHIRLWINDADVISOR

None

STORMFRONTROYAL GUARDS

None

QUAKEWARRIOR

Orifel▼

HAZESPY AND THIEF

Zarah

MONSOONHEALER

Meryl

TSUNAMIDIPLOMAT

None

BLIZZARDSCOUT

Maiko

HURRICANEHUNTER

None

RAINBOWJOKER

None

GALESTORY TELLER

None

TremorsWarriors

Taliesin, ★Solara

MISTSThieves

Shadowstorm, Junketsu

RAINSHealers

Yin, Nord, RurikΔ, PascalΔ

TIDESDiplomats

★Luxa, ★☓WrenΔ, Sparrow, ★Xavier

SNOWSScouts

Valkyria, Noctis

WINDSHunters

Emil▼, Maude

DawnYoung Pups

Inari, Raksha

TWILIGHTAdolescents

Mabel, Jaime, Larionus

DUSKGeneral Population

Celeste, Finch, Andriel, Beltran, Senketsu, ★Undyne, ★Dirk, Vasily, Faolan, Mugen

DAYGuests

None

NIGHTRetirees

Orion, Nevaeh▼

SUNAllies

Spirane

MOONTHOSE AMONG THE STARS

Heyel, Voltaire, Azrael, Isola, Andromeda, Jaeger, Maddox, Enderly, Yojimbo

EclipsedEnemies

Kattari, Grimoire, Blackthorne

News - SUMMER
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.

Give your congratulations to Maiko. She has been promoted to Blizzard; she earned it.

We also have an activity check going. Please reply so I can make adjustments accordingly. Check will go for an entire month so we can hopefully capture everyone.

As always, if you have need of me, do not hesitate to find me.

-- Arturio

This isn't Trenus.It is as close as I can get though, with the way things had turned out, and somehow that's good enough for me. Sometimes things just cannot go back to what they had been before, that's the way things work and we can only go along with it, what dies does not ever come back. I am something that had almost witnessed the truth of death myself. It had been very slow going getting myself back into my best shape, back into top notch killing form, though I am almost assured I am not as good as I once was. Maybe it's my age or the fact I lost my form to begin with. I am still functional and deadly at the very least, still able to remain true to my title, though soon maybe I would have to give it all a break. Until then I will remain as I am, the hidden blade just up it's holder's sleeve, ready to deliver the kiss of death. I wish this life of mine on nobody, because the thoughts and the memories and everything can just pile up. I know that just anybody cannot handle this life, that it would simply shred some individuals to pieces, and yet I respect those that do choose it, because it takes a lot to pull off this kind of work. It has taken me many places, and with these eyes I have seen many things, and yet there is more to expirience, there is more I must do. I have not been broken yet, I have not died yet, I am still here to solidify my legacy, and maybe just maybe I can return home. I am looking home straight in the face, all I need to do is prove that I can still belong, that I am worthy to still be part of the pack that runs with Heyel. This is what I want.

Coat of dusted silvery grey lays in wait at the borders with the child of Diveen, and that is when I notice Heyel, and my attention is caught up, glacial and gold eyes rising to meet Heyel's violet. I was not sure if I had expected to be met by him at all, and yet somehow I could not have been happier, I could never be happier to see a coat of white, because here is the one I respect above all others, and the memories that go so very far back. I wonder what it is seeing me brings, if he is reminded of the battles that we have fought, of the talks, the runnings of the red dust, where everything had been all right.

I do not speak as the whirlwind engulfs my mind, of things lived and words spoken, of how I had found and protected Luna, how Blades had found me, how Brooke had healed up his wounds, and the way the boy had been so fiery and defiant. I remember younger versions of Heyel's children, I remember my own Adelemai and Altair that are now lost, I remember Eris and her snakes, of the land I loved, and how much I had foolishly thought nothing would change. These are things I can never be inclined to forget, and yet there are memories of the aftermath of the skyfall which I can also never forget. The rising of a pack I gathered from the dredges of nothingness, Kitsune's rise to alphahood, the fall of the forest pack in blood and fire, and my return to Moladion, and yet as I look into the eyes of my alpha, none of it matters quite as much, no Heyel will always be my true alpha. "I'm sorry I vanished."

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THE RANKS

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.

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	And yeah I could have tried and devoted my life to both of us, E Z i O But what a waste of my time when the world we have is yours
	This isn't Trenus.It is as close as I can get though, with the way things had turned out, and somehow that's good enough for me. Sometimes things just cannot go back to what they had been before, that's the way things work and we can only go along with it, what dies does not ever come back. I am something that had almost witnessed the truth of death myself. It had been very slow going getting myself back into my best shape, back into top notch killing form, though I am almost assured I am not as good as I once was. Maybe it's my age or the fact I lost my form to begin with. I am still functional and deadly at the very least, still able to remain true to my title, though soon maybe I would have to give it all a break. Until then I will remain as I am, the hidden blade just up it's holder's sleeve, ready to deliver the kiss of death. I wish this life of mine on nobody, because the thoughts and the memories and everything can just pile up. I know that just anybody cannot handle this life, that it would simply shred some individuals to pieces, and yet I respect those that do choose it, because it takes a lot to pull off this kind of work. It has taken me many places, and with these eyes I have seen many things, and yet there is more to expirience, there is more I must do. I have not been broken yet, I have not died yet, I am still here to solidify my legacy, and maybe just maybe I can return home. I am looking home straight in the face, all I need to do is prove that I can still belong, that I am worthy to still be part of the pack that runs with Heyel. This is what I want. Coat of dusted silvery grey lays in wait at the borders with the child of Diveen, and that is when I notice Heyel, and my attention is caught up, glacial and gold eyes rising to meet Heyel's violet. I was not sure if I had expected to be met by him at all, and yet somehow I could not have been happier, I could never be happier to see a coat of white, because here is the one I respect above all others, and the memories that go so very far back. I wonder what it is seeing me brings, if he is reminded of the battles that we have fought, of the talks, the runnings of the red dust, where everything had been all right. I do not speak as the whirlwind engulfs my mind, of things lived and words spoken, of how I had found and protected Luna, how Blades had found me, how Brooke had healed up his wounds, and the way the boy had been so fiery and defiant. I remember younger versions of Heyel's children, I remember my own Adelemai and Altair that are now lost, I remember Eris and her snakes, of the land I loved, and how much I had foolishly thought nothing would change. These are things I can never be inclined to forget, and yet there are memories of the aftermath of the skyfall which I can also never forget. The rising of a pack I gathered from the dredges of nothingness, Kitsune's rise to alphahood, the fall of the forest pack in blood and fire, and my return to Moladion, and yet as I look into the eyes of my alpha, none of it matters quite as much, no Heyel will always be my true alpha. "I'm sorry I vanished."
	So break me down if it makes you feel right 'cause wounds are ways to reveal us