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Congratulations to Adrian on her promotion to Governess. She will handle the guidance and teaching of our young pups in Iromar.
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the castle of bones, IP: 124.181.118.251 Posted on November 18, 2013 at 03:07:58 PM by L I L L I T H
am i a monster when i sink my teeth into her?
Patience had never been her key trait - it had never truly been a trait within her at all. Still, if she had so far contained her desire to (at times) break the very neck of her children, she supposed she could deal with the wait for others. Besides, her wait was not merely for the hell of it but rather with a purpose, a rather important purpose at that. Whereas she and the others had been born in their home land and raised with nothing but their packs' morals and ethics surrounding them, the new blood of Iromar had many external forces that threatened them. There were many strange wolves in Moladion, each with their own twisted idea of what it meant to be strong and what it took to survive. Lillith had not been content with that, not since the day of her arrival and now, she would purge each misunderstanding and each uncertainty from the children of the mist. She had decided to do so with vicious determination - even the children of wolves such as Chernobyl and Ruvindra would be included. All would learn. They would need to if there was to be any chance of ever freeing the world of weakness.
She had begun to grow impatient with her waiting, a low growl bubbling in the depths of her throat as she stood poised over her kill. She had been close to calling once more when a form appeared - small, dark and marked with what the same russet as she and the others. She leaned out slowly, sniffing at him wearily before recoiling with a satisfied smile. So, a child of Ishtar's had emerged. It was good, very good, that he had come to learn with eager eyes and attention turned to she and her prize. It was as if his arrival brought with him the others for no sooner did three more appear; another dark and russet, though Lillith knew the child to be of Chernobyl's blood and no other; a pale boy, undoubtedly the spawn of Ruvindra with fur so pristine and eyes so pale; and the final, her own son, his hefty form bringing a pur-like growl to her as he moved against her. She twisted back, placing a single lap atop his muzzle as if to claim him as her own.
They spoke then, the three boys, discussing among themselves the kill beneath her. She eyed her own son darkly, her ears flickering back against her skull. He had spoken first, and though she often knew children did as such, she could not help but quietly remind him of his place; she leaned into him, narrowing her eyes as she met his gaze - silence. The two children of Ishtar who had arrived knew to do so, sitting quietly to the side. With a final sweep, she noticed the incoming forms of Zaqar and her own daughter; she nodded to Zaqar, a silent acknowledgement before her gaze shifted to her smaller daughter. It would be, for many of them, the first and potentially last time they would see such a display from her - the moment her eyes fell on Siren, her tail waved slowly, a stiff movement but one that spoke volumes nonetheless. It had already fast become obvious that Siren had become her mother's favored child, even as small as she was. She liked her daughter's tenacity, and her drive to excel even against her brothers. It reminded her of herself, and perhaps that was the best compliment she could give another.
"Take not my words to mean submission to you whelps - you are here to learn. If not, then leave, and leave Iromar."
She spoke then, finally, her voice loud and clear as she swept her gaze along the line of children. She cared not for whether or not they introduced one another - socialization could come later, as could pack mentality. For now, it was time to teach them their individual conduct and code and to shape the beliefs that would ultimately decide just how well they made it in the future.
"This," she motioned to the body beneath her before stepping away, moving some foot or so from it and allowing the children to inspect if they so desired; the boy was still somewhat warm, the blood still seeping slowly from the punctures over the male's scruff, "is the result of weakness. Weakness is a plague. It spreads through foolish words and through soiled blood."
She paused once more, lowering her muzzle and nudging the body once more to better roll it onto its side, exposing the undersides more readily.
"What makes him weak?"
She waited then, casting an expectant gaze from child to child, beckoning them to answer. She would wait and see what they believed first, to see if they had any concept of weakness and strength. After all, this was just the beginning of what she imagined would be a lengthy process of education - they needed to learn from the ground up.
Monarch
Pretty simple, Alpha of Iromar. Ultimate authority. What I say, goes.
Chief
The 'Co-Alpha'. He is her equal and has all the same authorities as she does. He is be respected and can take challenges and block steals.
Deputy
The Beta of Iromar. The most trusted wolf under the Alpha. Has all the same authorities of the Monarch in her absence. Second in command. Can block steals and take challenges.
Council
The advisor to the Monarch. One who's wisdom is often sought in matters of politics and war. Not necessarily an elder but someone the Monarch looks up to.
Trooper
The head warrior of Iromar. Shows the most skill in combat and has experience to back it up. Trains the soldiers and serves as their direct supervisor. Can block steals.
Stalker
The head hunter of Iromar. Shows the most skill in hunting and providing for the pack. Tasked with leading pack hunts and teaching the pups of the pack at designated times. Trains the hunters and serves as their direct supervisor. Can block steals.
Medic
The head healer of Iromar. Skilled in herbs and emergency medicine. Tasked with checking on the Monarch/Deputy after a challenge and also keeping up with mothers around birthing time. Trains the healers and serves as their direct supervisor. Can block steals.
Envoy
The head diplomat in Iromar. Skilled in matters of politics and conversation. Intelligent and witty, this wolf keeps the pack together as one while reaching out to potential allies for support. Council is their direct supervisor. Trains the diplomats and serves as their direct supervisor. Can block steals.
Governess
The guardian of offspring in Iromar. Skilled as a warrior and alert as a scout, this wolf is tasked with probably one of the most important jobs in Iromar, protecting the future of the pack and Moladian. They can watch the litter while the parents are off doing tasks, hunting, or just enjoying some quiet time. Can serve as guides for the pups, like having a full time guardian. Trains the teachers and serves as their direct supervisor. Can block steals.
Snoop
The head spy in Iromar. Skilled in maneuverability and blending in, this wolf must be a shadow when called upon. Tasked with finding out information about other packs or wolves when called upon, this wolf must be quick as well as witty, able to make anyone believe anything. Also serves as a thief when the need arises. Trains the spies and serves as their direct supervisor. Can block steals.
Chronicler
The head story teller of Iromar. This wolf has done their research on all things Iromar and Moladian. They can give a good history lesson or spin a tale on demand when the younger minds call for distraction. Able to captivate an audience. May even help with speeches for the Monarch when necessary. No one to train but the pups or even adults of Iromar when they have questions or curiosity about the past. This wolf may even be called upon by the Council at times. Can block steals.
Soothsayer
The seer of Iromar. This is a special rank made specifically for a wolf with "the sight." Consider her an advisor/spy of sorts for the alpha and rest of the pack. She/he can gather intel from outside or supernatural forces. You don't have to believe in the magic of this ability for any wolf with this rank will be respected as a ranked member of the pack. Can block steals.
Warriors- Members of the Iromar army. Skilled in combat and overseen by the Trooper.
Hunters- Providers for Iromar. Skilled in scavenging and hunting.
Healers- Doctors of Iromar. Skilled in herbs and emergency medicine for those in need.
Diplomats- Extroverts of Iromar. Skilled in politics and overall conversation.
Spies- Scouts and thieves of Iromar. Skilled in blending in and masking themselves when called upon.
Teachers- Guardians of the youth of Iromar. Skilled in defense and culture. They shape the young minds of the future.
Children-The pups of Iromar. To be cherished as they are precious for the future of the land. Shape them and mold them into something we can all be proud of.
Members- Overall pack members of Iromar. Not specialized in a particular field yet but just as important to the population.
