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THE GRAVEKEEPERALPHA OF TAVIORA

Moonshade*

THE KEEPER OF TRUTHSTHE CHOSEN HEIR

None Created

THE KEEPER OF SECRETSTHE SECOND ALPHA

None Yet Worthy

THE FOREST COUNCILTaviora's Most Achieved

THE TUSKSLEAD FIGHTER

None

THE JAWSHEAD OF DEFENCE

None

THE HORNSSENIOR TEACHER

None

THE EYESTHE INFORMANT

None

THE DARK DWELLERTHE HEALER OF FLESH

None

THE SOOTHSAYERTHE HEALER OF HEARTS

None

NIGHTWATCHERS

Dexter
Citlalli

DAWNSTRIDERS

Talien
Eztli

DAYLIGHTERS

Sila
Mara Sov
Forrest
~Ophiuchus~

DUSKWALKERS

Nenetl

ANCIENT PINESOUR ELDERS

None

THE BRIAR PATCHOUR FUTURE

The Nursury is empty

THE SAPLINGSOUR YOUNG

Those growing into paws

THE WELCOMEDALLIES

Zelda, Midna, Beltane, Menkhet

THE BANISHEDENEMIES

None

THE SACRED TOMBSOUR SPIRIT GUARDIANS

Announcements as of July 28, 2021
I have called you, and you have answered my call --

Do not mistake my silence for weakness, my forest kin. For I am willing to defend you with my fangs and claws, until the days come when am no longer able to. Keep an eye on the borders for Zelda and her sister Midna, because I will welcome them back into the flock on the day of their return.

The flood has left our forest home in a sorry state of disarray. I shall not tolerate this. Summer is here and we must rebuild our dens in time for winter. There is a lot of hard and dirty work ahead of us. But we shall face it together, as family, as a pack. Let's get back to work and then we shall hunt. I hunger for a feast.

From your new Alpha --

Moonshade, the Gravekeeper of Moladion

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the witch king --
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Posted on December 20, 2013 at 09:08:32 AM by WRAITH.

If time is a strange concept, then surely the one in which I m entering is baffling. Wraith is to learn and become something; Wraith, I, am to know another, and... trust in them. Baffling, odd, strange. Still, part of me is eager. Father knew how to heal, how to poison, how to speak to others to make things happen, and mother always said I was like him. Standing before Sen, though, I am not so sure. I could be like him, too - there is a bit of his eyes in my own, a bit of his fur in my own. Maybe I do not have to be so like my mother and father to be something. Maybe I can be Wraith, just Wraith, or somebody else at least. Whatever the case, I've come to learn, or try to at least, and I feel a hollow burn in my throat. Anxiety, I think. A nervousness, a slight tremble in my legs.

The tremble begins, bringing a tilt once more to my head as I stare down at my paws, willing them to simply... stop. I assume it is nervousness but maybe, maybe I am simply excited. There is anticipation between I and this Sen, an almost tangible tension. The burn is my voice wishing to be free, but I find I am silent; within my head, I have so many things to ask, but I am drowning in the silence. There is a chasm between my mind and my voice. So, I simply listen, nodding along as he speaks, my ears slowly rising to attention. He speaks like me, something I notice straight away. I frown ever so slightly, a mere twitch of my brow line before I sigh a breath of relief, freeing the tension in my throat finally. Effort. He is making an effort to relate, a feeling I am all too used to. Relating is difficult, a task I hope to one day conquer, to learn.

"The word 'thank you'... not enough. Will make Sen - Coza - proud."

A smile, something small and dangerously innocent makes its way onto my face. I say the words, but I feel their weight instantly upon every inch of me. There is potential to make them proud. There is potential to let them down. I had been afloat, but suddenly I sink into the voice of mother, father, even Vainglory and Istas whisper away, chewing and scratching at the back of my mind. I imagine mother and father beaten once more; I imagine Istas dirty and frowning, Vainglory as father is, crooked tail and a mouth of half-gone teeth. Their disappointment is palpable, a dizzying spell that brings the tremble back to my legs. I close my eyes, willing them away back into the silence in which they had come crawling from. I want them gone. I want to focus on Sen; his eyes, his words, the way in which he shows no nervousness, no fear or even disdain for me.

There is something, though, that brings me back. There is a pressure, so light and brief on my shoulder; I open my eyes, watching as Sen pulls back, smiling. I stare at my shoulder, the fur over my shoulder prickling and electric; my mouth falls slack as I look back to him, head tilting once more to its opposite axis. Confusion, uncertainty, and yet a strange feeling that I can only describe as... comfort.

What are you feeling like today, Wraith? An odd question. I swallow back my true response; I swallow back my fears, once more drowning in the same silence I fall back into so often.

"Like learning. Like making... Taviora... proud. Make all proud. Excited. Yes."

I nod, confirming each and every word it would seem. It is, in part, the truth. All lies are. The unspoken half would be that I feel so little - merely a stirring, a sporadic spark of energy. Still, I can feel the mark on my shoulder sizzling; I move forward, extending my own muzzle in order to place it on his shoulder just as he had. Fast before I retract, watching up at him - I watch his eyes, his mouth, anything for a sign of reaction. How odd to touch another. How strange that he is not father or mother, that he is not family to me and yet, I can do such a thing. There is another sigh of relief that escapes me.

"Does Sen... feel like teaching? Like... knowing Wraith?"

Tilted head. Wide eyes. A mouth pestering to speak more and yet, those words can't make it over my internal canyon loud enough.

wraith

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THE FOREST RANKS

THE GRAVEKEEPER

The Alpha Male of Taviora. He will accept all challenges and block any steals. He has taken an oath to protect all within the forest, alive and dead.

THE KEEPER OF SECRETS

This will be Moonshade's chosen co-alpha. They will also be able to accept challanges and steals in order to defend Taviora.

THE KEEPER OF TRUTHS

This rank will belong to the chosen heir of Taviora. This wolf will probably share Moonshade's blood. This rank can be challenged for if you believe that you are a better candidate for the job.

THE FOREST COUNCIL

Although the Alpha's have the final say in all matters, Taviora is still a pack, we are still a community. These wolves are the most senior members of our ranks. Their role is to guide, serve and protect. All of them have earned their place here and they should be respected at all times. Every position on the council can be challanged for by a subordinate pack member. However the council has the right to block a pack member from gaining the position if they have concluded that the individual has placed their own selfish desires before the best interest of the pack as a whole.

THE TUSKS

The packs lead fighter. One of the strongest and bravest in our ranks. They will answer the call to protect the forest if either of the Alpha's are absent.

THE JAWS

The packs head of defence. They are our chief hunter and guardian to all within the forest borders. They know every inch of Taviora and every wolf within.

THE HORNS

The packs most senior teacher. They are responsible for teaching and guiding all of our young and new members so that they will reach their full potential.

THE EYES

The packs trusted informant. This wolf spends a lot of their time outside the forest borders, keeping their eyes, ears and nose peeled for news or potential trouble. Due to the secretive and dangerous nature of this rank, only a wolf that the pack can trust with their lives will obtain this responsibility.

THE DARKDWELLER

This is Taviora�s Head Healer. This wolf is responsible for treating the pack's wounds, injuries and illnesses. They are also expected to be one of the first on scene when a mother goes into labour. Along with their counterpart, The Soothsayer, they will train future healers for the service of our pack and our allies.

THE SOOTHSAYER

This is Taviora�s Head Counselor. Their knowledge of healing and herbal remedies are equal to that of their counterpart, The Darkdweller. This wolf specializes in helping us conquer the unseen demons in our heads and our hearts. They are also expected to help bring all children of the forest safely into this world.

NIGHTWATCHERS

Our trusted packmates that guard the borders while the rest of us sleep safely in our dens. If something is amiss within our lands, they should be the first to intercept any threat and call for back up when needed. Some might not call themselves soldiers, but they will spill blood if push comes to shove.

DAWNSTRIDERS

The most diligent and selfless of our pack. They are up at first light and leave our inner sanctum every few days in search of prey. They hunt far and wide in order to make sure none of us go hungry. While not out hunting, they are free to relax or assist the Nightwatchers, Daylightres or Dawnstriders with their tasks.

DAYLIGHTERS

This group will make up the bulk of our pack, they are our beloved family. They are generalists and commoners who are charged with looking after the most central and sacred parts of our home. Along with The Horns, they are expected to watch out for our children. We are happy to keep all within our ranks that love and respect the forest of Taviora.

DUSKWALKERS

Rumoured to be the most free spirited and independent members of our pack, they guard when no other eyes are available. They wander down all the winding dirt paths and have been known to explore into the freelands. They are envoys and ambassadors who assist The Eyes with their duty of keeping us all safe.

ANCIENT PINES

These wolves are older and have retired from active service. We thank them for all that they have done for our pack, however long or short their tenor was. They shall live out the rest of their years with the best food, shelter and company we can offer them.

THE BRIAR PATCH

This is the name for Taviora�s nursing mothers and their litters of puppies. Once they are born, at least one parent is expected to temporarily step down from their role in order to raise their pups for the first 6 months of their lives. An exemption can be made if another mother is willing to look after the young while the parents resume their service to the pack.

THE SAPLINGS

Too big for the briar patch but not yet old enough to be called a daylighter. These are all puppies between the age of 1 and 3. Pups can start their training from 2 and above if The Horns has found a suitable Mentor for them.

THE WELCOMED

These wolves are welcome within our borders anytime of the day or night. Blocking their access will be met with disapproval and possible punishment.

THE BANISHED

They are enemies of our pack and their presence will not be tolerated within or near our home. Those caught in contact with a wolf on this list will likely share the same fate.

THE SACRED TOMBS

Our brothers and sisters that have sadly left us for their next adventures. We give thanks for their lives and we send them on with all our love, hopes and dreams. Moonshade will accept the bones of any wolf that has ever called Taviora their home and will find them a special place within our hallowed grounds. Every burial mound is individual and sacred. Tampering or messing with one will not be tolerated. A crime against the dead will be treated as though it has been committed against a living pack member.

Remember, we are always watching from the shadows ...

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