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= I Dropped My Halo = IP: 124.149.183.222 Posted on March 13, 2014 at 10:00:57 PM by Heyel
It would seem indeed that my old comrade has been busy in the years that passed, though where they go I can hardly say. I remember a young Tobias nearly as well as I remember Isola as a puppy with paws to big and a grin to large. I remember standing atop my throne with her and Aaliyah, I remember seating them at my sides and allowing them to see the land as it travelled in all directions, telling them indeed that one day such things would be theirs to take. I told all my children such things, allowed them all to see what could be theirs and indeed, Isola alone stepped forward to claim it, though I knew indeed Azrael had coveted such a thing since the moment of his birth. He was the first born son and indeed, though Isola may be my successor, Achilles sure to follow suit…..Azrael is still my heir and that cannot be changed. It is fortunate perhaps, that his daughter is not as himself. She is a beautiful thing, my Little Dove and indeed I am pleased to note that whatever it is Azrael speaks of me seems to have had little effect on his child. Since when did I become so nostalgic? I shook the thoughts away for now, eyes resting once on Iblis as he spoke, the warrior aged indeed and yet there are so few left alive whom remember, so few whom know the truth of Tobias or the history of our lands and really, after Iblis and I no longer exist, after Moth and Devil and Kiska are gone….who will remember? Perhaps indeed Little Dove will, after all, there is greatness in her veins, even if slightly tainted with Azrael. I simply nodded my ascent at his words, if Iblis wanted to hunt the dark creature then let him, I was hardly going to stop him though indeed I can’t claim I might not feel…slightly displeased were he to die, I find myself rather fond of the old male, in some fashion.
One ear slide sideways as I eased myself to the earth, Ambrosia moving to sit between us as Iblis sighed and I saw fit to prompt a story from him, after all, I hardly need the girl having nightmares about three-legged wolves and Andromeda banging down the entrance to my den demanding to know why her child cries out in the night. Really I think she coddles her children to much. Let them see the world, let them hear what it is truly like to some extent. I see no need to tell Ambrosia the intimate details of Tobais’ attack, yet why should I hide from her that it occurred? The world is not a happy and playful place, to live with the innocence of a child is all well and good, yet at some point everyone needs to, well, grow up, if she is to succeed in this life then she must understand it, all of it and hiding behind her parents veil of the world will do her no good. In fact, perhaps, I shall tke the child with me when next I go out. Hmm, we will see. For now though I allowed my attention to return to Iblis, his own tattered ears and battle worn form reclined beside myself in momentary equality.
My lip quirked ever so slightly at the story the old male offered. Really, it would be a lie to say I did not enjoy hearing of my ‘mighty power’, a soft chuckle humming through my lips, really, if we were to be honest I am entirely sure my ‘mighty power’ was my utter delight in outsmarting those around me, in using my words to entangle others and lure then only further into whatever game of deceit I played and yet really, Iblis does make it sound just a little more grand, hmm, yes, we’ll go with his version although really, it would seem Iblis has aged, I do rather think Abraxus led Judila, not Mirovis, the barest hint of a smirk on my lip though indeed I saw no need to correct him in that moment, it hardly matters after all. The violet of my gaze returned then to my grandchild, the girl seeming indeed to enjoy the tale she was told before her voice drew my attention once more and Iblis seemed to find himself incapable of continuing, his memory hazed it would seem although really I am rather a bit old then himself, hmm, seems some of us a built to last. I simply nodded to the aged male once more, attention returning to the girl-child as I met her gaze with my own.
“Abraxus, you must understand Little Dove, was a rather…unfortunate looking fellow, he only had half a face after all and really that’s probably why he stole Illuminda, his inability to find a mate for himself.”
I chuckled softly once more at my own humour, tail waving slightly before returning to the task at hand.
“When Iblis and myself arrived at the borders of the pack, Illuminada ran towards us, she hid herself behind me as I told the girl we had come to take her home. Abraxus came out only moments later, a large grey wolf, missing the lips and fur on one side of his face and really, little Darling, you are fortunate you never have had to look at him, the very image of him may will burn your eyes. He sought to keep Illuminada for himself and yet myself and Iblis stood between him and his prize now. Illuminada was my wolf, of my pack and no one, Baby Girl, touches what is mine.”
I nodded once more, that assurance still within myself and indeed though I no longer lead I remember that fire still, I remember what it is to protect so many.
“Abraxus snapped and snarled and indeed myself and Iblis were forced to show our own teeth that day, like this.”
I let my lips lift upward, flashing whitened knives towards the girl, although really I am entirely sure the gesture looked nothing short of comical, a bizarre and awkward grin no less before my lips fell once more. Who said I wasn’t funny?
“Yet there is no King or Queen on this land that has ever gotten the best of me, Little Dove and with Iblis beside me even Abraxus was unwilling to fight us this day. I have killed another Alpha before and indeed it would seem he feared his own fate, that Half-Face backing down when we bared our fangs that day and brought Illuminada home. To lead is one thing, Little Dove, but to lead from behind others is another thing entirely. I fought every battle for my pack beside my warriors, the truest leader does not do as those of Iromar or lesser packs does and hide behind his wolves. Abraxus is twice my size but backed away from myself and from Iblis. Power is not always just numbers. If you believe it, so will others, you merely have to believe the world is yours to take and Abraxus believed the legends of myself that day. Do you have questions, Ambrosia?”
I smiled once more, softly, easily before turning back to Iblis in that moment. His presence beside me that day never was forgotten, not even after so many years.
“Are you staying awhile, Iblis, or are you heading home?”
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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.
