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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: 120.149.119.230 Posted on January 19, 2014 at 11:30:16 AM by L I L L I T H
am i a monster when i sink my teeth into her?
Of course she had been busy - what did they expect? Between maintaining a rotting, flooded pack land and all those within it, she hardly had time for herself. She maintained herself on a diet of saturated, bloated carcasses dredged from the waters and marshes and fed her children the scraps, if she had any. It had been tough, her time and patience stretched between the pack and four insistent children. There had been points where she had considered leaving them to starve and fend for themselves, or times where she had considered burying them in the marshes to inhale the mud and water. They needed to learn that life was no easy task, and simply because they had slid free of her loins did not make them any more important than any other cretin that walked the planet. They proved themselves, or they went forgotten until they betrayed their bloodline and found themselves neck deep in her jaws. Perhaps it was not conventionally part of the demon code, but it was Lillith's code. It had been the code of her family, and she'd done well to survive herself.
During the worst of the flood, she had decided to seek out Elesor though for what, she hardly knew. All she knew of the girl is that she had been spending most of her time with Chael, the omega who desired nothing more than to operate as the pack's chew toy. She figured such company had been sought for the girl was going through the emotional and hormonal changes of adolescence - she imagined her daughter chasing the larger male about, making use of him as she should have. The surprise she had been given when she had discovered her merely meandering about the pack land with him... it had not been a good one. Rather than approach the duo, she had bristled and spat in agitation but had ultimately left them to their own devices, deciding that time alone would teach her daughter enough of a lesson to suffice. Instead, she had returned to her den to educate her second born litter, ensuring that they at least would not grow to be malleable children.
It had been on her return to the den that she had spied the growing form of Elesor, the russet mark over her face a telling sign of her identity. Lillith had paused to watch her approach of Andras, her eyes watching her in eagerness; she had hoped the girl had come to finally learn, to request that she be taught not only their code but the way of the demons. She had high hopes and yet, such hopes flopped when she heard the words slide from her daughter's mouth with such apathetic intent. Demon Lord. They would have easily heard the combination of a snarl and snort from Lillith's position, though she stood quite a distance away. Annoyance broke the sound barrier.
The moment such a noise escaped her, she began to charge forward, breaking free of the mud and slush of the marshes in which she waded. She charged onward, intending to rush her daughter and stand over her, placing her paw on her shoulder and pushing her down with her weight. Whatever happened, she intended to dominate her, whether it be by pushing her down or by grasping her muzzle firmly between her teeth; if she wanted to play pack wolf, then her mother would damn well play pack wolf with her. Whatever the case, any hope of personal space would be extinguished.
"Address him as your father."
She growled the words, lowering her head down so that she may meet her daughter's eyes. She would stare into them, boring deep into back of her head until she spoke or moved to defend herself.
"You will act as family regardless of your father's rank, Elesor. Do you understand?"
The word was hushed, a growl as she lowered her muzzle to her daughter's ear, her eyes sliding to meet Andras' to see his take on the situation. It was a detrimental one. They had work to do, particularly if they wanted their daughter to understand that to be a demon was not to be as the weak, coddling mothers of the free lands. Iromar had no skirts to hide behind - it was eat or be eaten.
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.
