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.
'Cause I'm only a crack in this castle of glass IP: 70.92.66.213 Posted on January 19, 2014 at 03:18:55 AM by Ezio
'Cause I'm only a crack in this castle of glass
E Z i O
Fly me up on a silver wing past the black where the sirens sing
She is quite beautiful my Caladwen, the hints of playful teasing that carry in her voice. I must say that now my attention cannot be captured by any other, because here lies my entire world, and yet maybe I show that and maybe I do not. I am not known or showing things that I feel, maybe the fact that I have been assassin for so long is to be blamed. No other, not even Luna, had looked at me with such searchingly hungry curiousity, and something about that gives me a pause to think. It is true that Caladwen reminds me nothing of Luna, no they are two different females, two seperate imprints. This is a new start, there are new choices to be made, and this is where perhaps my redemption begins.
Silence is what is broken in the eventuality after all there is a time and a place for silence, and yet as soon as I begin to speak it is adorable the way she pays so rapt of attention. The smirk that tugs and glorifies her features causes a sort of amusement to bubble within myself. Yes she is not as I am used to, and yet not any less special. I must learn what else she offers in way of reactions.
Surely no matter how much I learn of her I cannot know all, after all there is always something one does not know about another no matter how close, after all is this not the way the world works? White furred frame contrasts greatly with her dark form and yet it is not an unpleasant contrast, the silvery grey of my age scattered and dusted across my coat in random places. AT first she is tense, as if she is unaware if I had planned to strike her or if I was not going to. Unpredictability is what I am to she who knows of me so little. I do not intend to strike her, and indeed I have not even ventured on a mission for quite some time, and yet always I am waiting to heed the call should one come, it might seem wrong to her the work I do because one day it might see the day I do not return.
I make sure that my touch is as gentle as possible, and I am rewarded with feeling the tension ease from her body because somehow even I had not imagined how gentle I can act, not after years of killing and missions, and yet not believing I can is foolish, after all moving in silence requires gentle steps in a way, and if I can do that, then I can be touching others in a gentle manner. No harm must ever come to my Caladwen, neither by my paw or any other paw. She must be happy. Caladwen must have happiness.
It was not long before I had moved away again, and I had found it somehow very difficult to execute as if I was trying to move a mountain or stop the sun from shining but somehow I had managed it. I wonder if it had made her want to try to stop me, and in thinking such a thing made me feel almost guilty, almost as if I was a pup that had been caught sneaking out of the den, and yet why I should feel like this is ridicolous. She fixes her soft gaze on me after I am away from her once more, and I can see tenderness flash within them and this almost pulls me back to her again. She speaks my name and my ears are trained on her, trained as if waiting for a command or a word to release me from this spell, and yet I do not want this spell to wear away. So I test her with more words, ones that I at the moment was not aware were of the secret tongue.She is confused and I can tell by the expression gracing her face and the way one ear tilts more than the other. I must not have a voice as nice as hers, and I do crave to hear it again.
Fur tipped in silver from age is almost tense as I wait, a peculiar feeling buning deep in my dark cinnamon brindled belly, the fur along my russet tipped spine raising slightly. The russet has become intermixed with the silvering of age, after all I am not as young as I once was, I am thirteen, and it is very possible I will leave this world before she does.
It is not long before more words had sought to spill words from the confines of my jaws. Glacial and gold eyes are intent upon her after I speak, and I am expectant enough that my tail gives a single slow wag as that teasing look that I am growing familiar to crosses her face, offset by a glimmer of deviousness. "I guess I'm a little too good at vanishing, huh?" my own voice decides to test the slightest tinge of teasing itself, tail moving behind me more but still in a slow prolonged way. I feel the need to indeed do as she expected earlier, something that she would not yet expect.
Silvered out forelegs from the elbows down shift slightly almost as if to execute a bow, contrasted with the ever so slight movement of my hind legs which interestingly blacken from the midpoint down, an ever so...innocent..look crossing my face. It is indeed strange that I do feel a surge of playful energy rushing through my system. Silvered forelegs bring me an inch closer as if playing chicken until she noticed my movements. This is perhaps one of my ways of play.
I speak again as if to draw her attention away from possibly noticing my little game, I speak in softer tones than I am known for and maybe this is what has captured her, and already my game is over as I touch her once more, my head nestled amongst the dark fur of her neck, a simple gesture of affection or perhaps to us not so simple, because something deep within is causing a tingling sensation.I watch her ears move and I am entertained, because I know that my Caladwen is always listening, and this is another thing that makes her dear to me, as she will always be there to listen when I speak. I had spoken nothing but what rings true to me, an assassin does not say things he does not mean, after all suh a thing is dishonest and dishonesty is dishonorable. Honor is everything in my life. Honor is what has built up my world. There will be one day when I am not good as I once was, one day I should retire and settle down, live a safer and more carefree life, and yet I cannot quite see it, my work has always been my life. My thoughts are quieted as she leans back into me, her touch soothing and calming deeply, even before she speaks that gesture has spoken volumes, "If that is indeed what you wish." I will see what the future seems fit to bring to us, after all fate can turn on us at any given moment. I wonder if and when a mission will call me to it's door, I wonder if it is a thing I should now turn from. Caladwen changes all my thoughts around.
Dusted silvery grey ruff fur lays comfortably flat as I inhale her scent, and I wonder if she preferred that I retire early. Even as I think it I feel like such a thing simply cannot be made to happen,I would not know what to do with myself, tail low as I think and that strange tingling gnawing at my silver dusted belly. "I appreciate this thing. It is something that I have needed." My voice has gone all soft and melty again. I am quiet once more and so is she. Perhaps this attachment and affection I feel for her is wrong in the eyes of the other assassins, but somehow the things they think cease to matter as much as they once had. "Thank you." I nuzzle into her more, my tail mirroring the movement of hers. My Caladwen is beautiful and perfect and will be the light to save me from my own darkness. Again the silence creeps up on us as it tends to. I will protect my Caladwen to the end of my days, raze her enemies until nothing is left at her command, and love her until my heart stops beating.
Bring me home in a blinding dream through the secrets that I have seen
Warm me up in a nova's glow and drop me down to the dream below
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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.
