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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

She laughs but it is unlike any sound I have heard before; it is quiet, gentle, and it brings me once more to attention, my ears tall. It is not like the laughs I am used to - it is pleasant, almost, though strange as it is. Laughing is a strange thing, I have found. It is a learnt habit, and indeed it does not come naturally. Ah, I cannot help but wonder where she learnt it from, though I speak not on the matter; I merely half smile once more, huffing to myself. Her modesty does not go unnoticed though I cannot say that I am too phased by it. I am used to competing with my siblings, or with my sister at least, but I have fast learnt to merely accept the gratitude and credit others give. The more underestimated I am, the greater the shadow I shall cast when I rise above them. For now, we shall both remain un-shadowed by the other and for now, that is okay.

When she leans forward, her composure broken, I too lean forward until we are but some inch or two apart. Blankly, I hold her gave, a brow slowly rising along with one side of my lip. Of course she does not understand - she is not of my blood or of my family. Such a thing hardly bothers me but I must admit, it is a powerful thing to speak and to cloak ones words. Perhaps one day she will learn things, when she has proven to me that she is much more interesting and worthy of my time than the others. Then, we shall both be able to speak in the shadows. What can I say? Lately, I have been thinking like Solaris: I need others like myself.

We move down the descent but I keep an eager eye on her as she begins to speak - she speaks of hunting, and I am captivated. I, too, have hunted and yet, perhaps I hunt for a different reason. Often it is my desire to learn something about another animal that provokes my desire to hunt, with my hunger coming secondary. At times, I have merely hunted the skinks and young birds and left their popped bodies undevoured. They are all the same inside - over and over - and yet, each exterior is different. I turn to her, though, with those thoughts alive, my head tilted yet again.

"Do you look within?"

My voice is earnest, almost pleasant as I continue to stare into her, waiting ever so hungrily for my answer. The anticipation is a good distraction for we are fast to make our way towards the center of the pack; I know the paths well, for I have experimented many times with quickest routes and locations as to where the pack congregates most often. To me, such information is pertinent and now such a desire to learn is paying off - I can smell the flesh ahead of us, and I find myself turning my attention towards it. My tongue lashes out, rolling across my muzzle hungrily as I pick up the pace, my tail waving behind me. Will they try to stop us? I laugh, cold and scheming as Khaleesi's has been.

"They cannot."

I smile darkly, thinking on what would surely happen if I cried out loud enough. Mother, I know, prefers us to be alone, to be independent but even I know... she will crush any that dare intrude on her possessions. In time, it shall be I that does the crushing but for now, my companion and I are stuck in our small, lanky bodies.

We move along, and it seems we are alone. I keep my guard up, raising my head high and looking about for any sign of another; there are none, for it would seem the others are as foolish as I would have myself believe. They trust that their posturing in the past will have instilled respect within us - they expect us not to steal solely because they have told us so. It seems like a folly expectation, really. Boleyn and I shall have our feast now and then, perhaps, we shall move onto more adventurous things. I have always wanted to explore the free lands...

When we arrive at the carcass, my tongue once more lashes out hungrily. The kill is somewhat fresh and with plenty of flesh to spare; the ribs are somewhat cracked, its innards splayed out. It is most curious to see the insides of a creature as such - each part is so large, and I cannot help but nose curiously at the larger organs as I move over to it. There is one organ I wish for, however - I use my paws to shove in beneath the rib cage, using my teeth to pull out whatever flesh I can. What I seek is simple; it is what makes that wet, slopping pounding in a creature's chest. It is easy to find, too, and though it takes me some minutes, I finally pull back with it in tow. It is half mangled but it is there - it had been less compliant, but all things bend and break eventually. With a swish of my tail, I come to Boleyn's side before dropping the heart at our paws.

"We share what is best."

It is not a question or a suggestion but a statement, and no sooner do I begin to tear into my half, enjoying the thick, rubbery texture of the flesh. It is messy work, my muzzle stained crimson with blood as I grin wickedly to myself.

"Adults. They fight over this. We have taken it from them so easily."

I laugh once more, rocking back to be seated as I begin to lick the blood from my muzzle. I watch her expectantly though, waiting to see what her reaction will be to the theft of one of the most desirable parts of a creature. They did not stop us. We cannot be blamed for their negligence.

E D E N
i won't say the lord's prayer,

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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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