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.
= I Dropped My Halo = IP: 124.170.230.20 Posted on February 21, 2014 at 06:24:13 AM by Heyel
I have always liked Iblis, or at least, tolerated his company more then others. He has always understood his place, always offered to myself an obvious respect and indeed, in turn, I am content to offer it to some extent in return. He remembers old ways and old times, he had survived- just as I have and that alone is respectable. His loyalty is as long lived as he himself and for what more could any King ever ask in another? He had fought beside me, with me, for me and I have not forgotten what he has done in service of my family. I am not one to offer sentiment- it is simply not my way, yet for Iblis alone I have a passing smile, of one friend to another for indeed, when so many whom I knew have died and gone there is something to be said for a battle worn wolf whom has seen and lived in days of true glory. Days I wish Ambrosia could well have seen. Iblis knows, he understands and that alone implores him to myself. Friends are few and far between in these new days and I am pleased to remember this one. A warrior so loyal is rare and I am pleased to see him and be in his company this day, to sit, if even for a moment as his equal. After all, what King was I if I could not at least find a moment to sit with those whom made me as such, hmm?
Another smirk traced my lips lightly as he moved to speak to my Granddaughter, offering to her the title she too would have worn in older times. Lady Ambrosia. She was born of royalty after all, even if her parents did not encourage such thoughts. Azrael never did take to being passed over for the throne and yet truly my son is….well…he is not what I desired in an heir and besides, Isola was born first, through luck or fate I have no idea. Trenus was her birthright, just as Diveen is Achilles’ to claim in time. Yet, whether the girl knows of the truth of her heritage I cannot say, either way, it does not change the royalty in her blood, one Iblis acknowledges in this moment with the title he offers, my head given to incline in momentary agreement before the girl moves to mimic my greeting to him, returning to my side as I offer her the words that came to mind. She truly did look as Zeviah, in her face, even within her eyes, there were touches of her Grandmother. Another small smile passed across my lips as she reached for the thickened fur of my neck, content to allow her to do so, though indeed I have never been one for frequent gestures of affection. For this moment, I simply let her, words murmured softly to her alone in that momentary and fleeting embrace.
“Tibi gratias agimus quod, columbula”
(Thank you, Little Dove)
Little Dove. It suits her, I think, she holds the same colour, the same fleeting, momentary motion to her movement and the same silent method of observation all winged creatures seem to possesses. I like this one. Perhaps Azrael has finally sired something useful. My attention now returns to Iblis, head lifted and violet gaze resting on his own as I sat myself before him, form still as proud and tall as it had always been, tattered left ear flicking with the sounds of Diveen, the disdain within my old companion was hardly missed at his mention of Iromar, his hate of such things nearly as deep as my own as I merely met his gaze levelly before allowing it to pass- for now.
“Life is good. My children now have children of their own, the pack grows larger each season and I am quite content to spend my days in the sun with Devil. I am pleased to hear you have your own children, I should like to meet them. As for the treaty, Iromar broke it before the war, yet such a thing was expected. A foolish young wolf kidnapped a pregnant wolfess of Diveen mere days after the treaty was made. Ishatar saw fit to attempt to deny it though even a child could see through her lies. I am also inclined to believe a pregnant Diveen wolfess would not accidently fall into Iromar.”
I allowed another smirk to trace my lips, chuckling softly at this ironic humour, eyes flicking down towards Ambrosia once more, seeking her reaction to such politics before lifting my gaze to Iblis once more. Perhaps what I was to speak of next were not for the ears of a child and yet…why hide the truth of the world from her?
“There was an attack with Taviora recently, Iblis. Have you heard anything of this in your travels? A loner, passing through the forests of the pack was set upon by this so-called Black Prince. The injuries…..are better spoken of later, know only that a limb was removed from him entirely.”
If anyone was given to know or understand such incidents I am assured it is the warrior before me. He has fought nearly as many true demons as I have assassinated and Tobias eludes us both.
“Taviora has sought aid from Diveen, yet if you desire another fight, perhaps head towards Coza’s pack and offer your service.”
I offered an easy shrug, content to allow him to make his own decision in this and yet, if he requires work- I am content to find it for him if need be. I always did like giving direction.
“For now though, perhaps Iblis, you would assist me with another matter.”
I moved to nudge Ambrosia once more, encouraging her to move to her feet as I too stepped forward and past Iblis to settle myself down on the ground beside him, waiting for Ambrosia to join us, the child privilege perhaps, to this rare moment in which two of Moladions older wolves were given to be in company of each other.
“I think Ambrosia should like to hear the story of our confrontation of Abraxus and I think I should like to hear you tell it, Iblis, or another story if you prefer. My granddaughter should know of older times and really, I can hardly tell her about my own glorious moments now can I? That would be rather egotistical wouldn’t it?”
I smirked once more, meeting Iblis’ gaze with easy tease, chuckling lightly. Iblis, I am assured, would have more then one story to tell and truly Ambrosia should be given to appreciate the company of those whom have lived so long. Perhaps she’ll learn something.
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.
