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THE MISTRESSALPHA OF IROMAR

Ruby

CHIEFIN WAITING

Apollyon

DEPUTYTHE SECOND

Avery

COUNCILADVISOR

None

TROOPERBEST WARRIOR

None

STALKERPROVIDER

None

MEDICDOCTOR

None

ENVOYDIRECTOR OF DIPLOMACY

None

GOVERNESSPUP SITTER

Adrian

SNOOPTHEIF & SCOUT

None

CHRONICLERSTORY TELLER

None

SOOTHSAYERSEER

Beltane

SoldiersWarriors

None

HuntersHunters

Shaddix^

HealersHealers

None

DiplomatsDiplomats

Sidhe

SpiesSpies

Ruby^

TeachersTeachers

None

ChildrenYoung Pups

None

MembersGeneral Population

Cae
Najira

AlliesAllies

Taviora
Glorall

GUESTSGUESTS

Ramos
Maris

EnemiesEnemies

None

News 03.28.20
Get with me if you want to move up in rank. I'm going to change up the pack tasks for a little change of pace.

Congratulations to Adrian on her promotion to Governess. She will handle the guidance and teaching of our young pups in Iromar.

If you have a ^ next to your name, that means you're up for promotion so see me or send me a message on Discord so we can see where to move you. All others interested in specializing or getting a rank, let me know so we can figure out how to make that happen.

The pack board has been updated. If you wanted to remain a member, let me know either on here or Discord and I'll get you back on the board. Otherwise, let's have a thread!

I know I had a couple replies for the training with Spirane so I will be starting that thread soon. Stay tuned!

I am still working on an alliance with Diveen and Asteraia so stay tuned. If you have any information or would like to help, please let me know. If anyone has any ideas to promote activity within the pack, also, let me know. I am open for plots and such! Meanwhile, thank you all for your continued support of the pack.

- - Avery

+ = Pregnant | ^ = Pending Promotion | Away | /Captive\

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She's Not the Same Girl
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Posted on January 20, 2014 at 09:02:35 PM by Faline

There is a whisper across the water, hardly audible above the drone of buzzing insects that swarmed the swamp air. I felt, rather then heard the approach of the Demoness. it is a wriggling, writhing chill that tingles along my spine and dances across the nape of my neck. Cochlea tilts askew, one ear flicking back as my gaze rivets upon the dark creature emerging from the muck like a swamp monster in a tacky B-rated movie. She moves upon eerily silent paws, like a grim reaper, and I welcome her with a stark silence to reflect her own.

I smirk at her as she comes within a scant ten feet of my position, glaring at me with Hellbent eyes and hackles flared, her tail curled like a Scorpion's stinger across her spine, displaying her Authority within this realm. She speaks not a word, greeting me only with a gutteral infusion of warning and accusation, to which my only reply is a radiant smile that crackles right through my eyes with jungle green lightning.

I look her over with an imperious gaze, one brow arcing in a bemused expression upon her current state of dress. This was a Demon? I'd have thought that surely such beasts would have some form of pride in their appearances... Some class, some Pizazz.

They were supposed to be the Rockstars of the preternatural world, at least in my mind. Shouldn't they be sprawled out on some extravagant throne, painted in the blood of their enemies, glorified in the bones of their sacrificed enemies and dining on the glorious flesh of those that would dare oppose them? Where were the Damned Souls to worship them and lavish them in sex and candy and all the sinful temptations Hell has to offer?

Where was the Flare, the Fury, the fireworks?

"When They told me you Demons were the 'Scum of the Earth', I hadn't realized they'd meant that Literally..." An impish smirk curls the corners of my lips as eyes gaze pointedly upon the algae and debris tangled into the girl's half-soaked petticoats. "It looks to me as if you could seriously use a new interior decorator..." I say, allowing my vision to expand and convey all of the surrounding filth before refocusing upon my vigilant hostess.

I stand and step forward, obviously unperturbed by the banshee's agitation and lithely I slide into a wide circumference to circle the girl and look her over entirely. "Not to mention a makeover. What a shame to hide such a Delectable looking female beneath all that Grime..."

I do not hide the shameless innuendo laced into the drawled syllables of the statement. It was no secret, to those that knew me, that I found the company of Either sex equally appealing. And I wasn't a creature to flatter where flattery wasn't warranted. This femme fatale would be quite a sight, indeed a beautiful lotus if she'd only take the time for some personal grooming. Her coat, even beneath the layers of bayou, was an impenetrable black, with only a crimson bindi upon her brow to mark her in the colors of the Demon hierarchy. Perhaps this was just an off-day for her, or perhaps she covered herself in such as to disguise herself... or mayhap she needed a little female/female TLC action. Hmm, That is a possibility to entertain at a later date...

I let my wicked thoughts stream across my mindscape and place an equally wicked temptress' smile across my lips as come to a halt before her once more. My unusually long whip curls in a flirty serpentine sweep about my haunches. My gaze is probing as it clashes with hers and locks onto them with a similar, if not more subtle, tenacity as her own.

"So are you one of the Infamous Demons or No? I'll admit I'd thought I'd see something a bit more....impressive. But it is clear you are in your Element here."

I knew I was toying with dark flames here, but what can I say? I'm a pyro and and arsonist, I like to get burned almost as much as I like to ignite others. This female was obviously an object of power here, her scent clung to everything and laced over her own was the pungent cologne of the alpha male himself.... if your nose was strong enough to sift through the degrading stink of their watery tomb.

Tigress ~ 5 Lives Lived ~ My Pride ~ My Cat's Meow ~ My King Cat Daddy~

Piccy (c) Trynxie @ Deviantart.com

Replies:

We'll bring them pain - By Andras January 26, 2014 at 04:13:50 PM
the castle of bones, - By L I L L I T H January 29, 2014 at 08:20:43 AM
Running With the Pack - By Faline February 25, 2014 at 00:07:46 AM
We'll bring them pain - By Andras March 3, 2014 at 01:40:31 AM

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PACK RANKS

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.

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