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.
= and you will be my witnesses = (Nootau) IP: 124.149.177.199 Posted on October 15, 2013 at 11:03:00 PM by Guardian
The tall young male lined himself up once more, large, over-sized paws beating a steady rhythm against the long, summer grass that so made Diveen famous for its ‘fields of gold’, his ebony-hued form nearly entirely obscured within the long stands of the populace plant, his russet-marked limbs, ears and tail-tip held low to avoid detection as the vibrant blue gold of his eyes rested upon his next target. He held himself low once more, toned, hard young muscle coiling readily in his youthful form as he waited for the doves to land once more, the white birds pecking and scratching in the shade of the tree as the summer heat beat down, the black coated boy scowling slightly at the heat his pelt so readily absorbed. Perhaps Papa was right, perhaps a white pelt was superior for such things, though for this moment the two-year old is hardly inclined to think on it, his attention upon the birds once more as he crept forward slowly, keeping himself low. He is sure he will catch them this time, sure he can do it, after all, birds are the prey of Angels, or so he is told and truly the boy is determined to catch one, although he had perhaps underestimated their ability to fly so very well. His eyes narrowed slightly once more, white flecked muzzle pulling up slightly to bare the white of his young teeth. He is sure Papa will be pleased if he manages this, for indeed the young male lives truly to please his Father, the towering white and red wolf he calls his sire is the very epitome of perfection in Guardian’s mind. He has no desire to be an assassin, no, his talents lie elsewhere, yet the boy very nearly idolizes the older male in this regard and indeed is determined that, in time, he will rise just as high.
This is merely the beginning. He will capture this bird he is sure, take it back to show Mama and Papa, or perhaps……he will give it to Starfall. For all his desire to be as his sire, Guardian, truly, has taken very strongly after his Mother. Though he bares the look of the Angels so very strongly his build and the easy beauty of his features he has taken after his Mother in more then just pelt, his demeanour is softer, perhaps, easier, the boy possessing a gentleness his sire lacks entirely and indeed it is this part within him that perhaps drives his desire to give the bird, should he catch it, to his brother. To capture the winged creatures is a…tradition of sorts, for those of the bloodlines and Guardian is sure that perhaps, if Star should manage such a thing, that Azrael will take the same pride in his eldest son and he does in Guardian himself. The boy is to young, truly, to understand the reasons behind his brother and Papa discord and yet he is entirely sure he can fix it. He is there guardian after all, named for his role in life, the next protector of the Angel line and the keeper of Starfall, the dream walker and the only one within all Moladion he is sure. It is an important job, a greatly responsible job and while indeed he has every intention of seeing them fulfilled he has taken upon himself another role. He will be the next Kings Guard to Achilles when it is his cousin takes the throne, it has already been promised to him and as such the boy has begun his training for this, determined, in time, to be a warrior unlike Moladion has ever seen. Perhaps he will never be so great as Devil May Cry or Kane himself, yet, he is determined to try.
He sprung, racing from the golden fields of grass and across the plain, long, long limbs that will one day see him stand taller then even his sire scraping at the ground before he launching himself into the flock of white creatures, jaws and teeth snapping in every direction before the powerful young male managed to seize the tail feathers of one unlucky individual, sharp young teeth biting down hard in an effort to hold it while the creature flapped frantically in every direction. For a moment he truly believed he had it, surprise and joy welling within his chest before the feathers he held suddenly came loose, the boy tumbling backwards with a cry of alarm, falling easily onto his rump in surprise, a mouthful of feathers protruding from his lips as the birds fluttered skyward and he was left with no more then a dummy prize. For a moment he merely blinked in surprise at this entire ordeal, spitting the feathers from his lips before a sudden grin covered his handsome young features and laughter erupted from within his throat.
“Nawww, s’alright, I’ll get ‘em next time.”
He spoke easily to himself, the good-natured male, moving to shake the dust from himself before returning to his training.
just like I should, I’ll getcha good 2 Years || Azrael x Andromeda || Brother to Meryl, Starfall, Celeste, Iophiel, Mithos, Zaphkiel, Elara, Ambrosia || No Mate || No Imprint|| Angel of 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.
