THUNDER KINGKing of Diveen
Arturio

LIGHTNING QUEENQUEEN OF DIVEEN

Azariah

WHIRLWINDADVISOR

None

STORMFRONTROYAL GUARDS

None
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




‡ = Pregnant | ☓ = Stolen | ♦ = Captive | ★ = Promotion Pending | Away | ▼ = Assassin | Δ = Apprentice

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= I Was The Better Man =
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i was the better man

I have chosen to grace this gathering of others with my perfection. I do not hold interest in the stories of children, no, but I must know what it is the others find amusing, I must know what it is that appeals to the minds of others as I must know all things. This is why I have come, so that I may listen and I may watch and I may understand what it is that makes those who are lesser find interest in this life. I am as Mother, I am a goddesses amongst mortals and I must know better how to rule them. I come from the dark and shadow like mist and fog itself, my exquisite young form so tall and sleek in it’s power moving to blend with the darkness, the ash and shade of my pelt a symbol only of my ability to be as I must within the night, to be hidden entirely, to appear without warning- so I do. I come to stand before these others, the dark male and the ones he calls his daughters though all are inferior to my copper and violet eyes. It matters not. I have come only for knowledge, I have come so that they may be fooled in their belief that I am as they, that I am of weak mind and will and easily drawn to fanciful tales.

My tall, broad, yearling form pauses at the base of the cliff as I allow them to view my perfect form before I seat myself in utter silence, allowing my gleaming copper gaze to rest against each one in turn before it is I allow my lips to form a smile of perfect and beautiful sweetness. As if I am pleased to be here, as if it brings me great joy to listen to the stories of children. It does not. I do not believe any such tales will insight fear within myself, I am not one to feel fear. I am born to spill the blood of lesser wolves as Mother. I am born to walk into war as she and return untouched by the lesser beings whom sought to place themselves before her. I must be as she. I must continue Ava’s work when it is she no longer can and tonight I shall began this. Tonight I shall prove that I can walk amongst the others of this pack, that I can discover meaning within them, that I may rest amongst them and peer into their minds while they suspect nothing from my exquisite self.

They should count their blessings to have myself amongst them, they should do not but look upon me with awe and fear of that which I am and that which I will become. It is not often I allow myself to be with the other young wolves of the pack, it is not often I allow them to view my form of bask in my presence and as such I continue to remain silent, continuing to allow these young females and their sire to absorb the shock of my arrival before it is I allow my voice to grace the night air.

“Ego veni. Audiam fabulam tuam. Non timebo eam.”
(I have come. I will hear your story. I will not fear it.)

I speak in the one and true tongue, the ancient words, the pure words for they are the only words I will allow to grace my lips and if they know not what I say, then they are unworthy to hear them at all. I smile once more, sweet and beautiful as I look upon them, waiting to hear this story of the wolf with many voices though I know already they will not draw fear from one such as I. The next true Queen of all that is worthy of being ruled.


Ayal
1 year ~ Born of Ava ~ Sister to Anselm and Eden ~ Diveen
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