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\

Return to Lunar Children
Death Makes Angels of Us All
IP: 50.159.85.217
Posted on March 22, 2014 at 06:06:47 AM by Raven

Raven.
Death makes angels of us all.


I know nothing. I am nothing. I am just a creature. I have two ears, but I cannot hear anything. I have two eyes, but I cannot see anything. I have a nose and a mouth, I can breathe and I can speak, yet my yips are sharp and few. I am quiet. I know I have four legs and I feel something moving behind me, a tail. I do not know what I am. I do know that I am a higher being, a creature that is worth some sort of importance. I can feel this, it is indescribable yet I know it is true. For some reason I feel like I should know that I am above all others, that I will go through hardships to prove my worth and make others see me. I know not what my purpose is supposed to be, but I know it is great. For I am a creature, that was made to be something…something grand. For I was carried by something far greater than I, but I also came from the loins of a lowly creature. I am a half made whole.


As I enter this cold cruel world, I seek warmth and hope. Yet hope cannot be felt. For the creature I am with, it is not a beast that believes in such things. Yet I know hope must be real…because I just…I think I am right. Then again I truly am a nothing. I struggle to move, I yip softly, ever so gently for I am not a creature that is meant to make so much loud noises. For if I am a predator, then shouldn’t I know to only speak when needed? I crave warmth and so I ask of it. Yet I do not receive such a thing, because I am not worthy to have it. Yet I am mistaken. I am beside a beast that has slowly allowed hope to touch her, for perhaps, maybe the first time? She moves me closer and I poke my cold nose into her warm ebony fur. I do not know that she is marred with various scars. I do not know that my she has a terrible looking face, for why should I judge if I do not know what is pretty or what is ugly. Then again, I am blind, for the moment, yes, I am blind and therefore I cannot see. I feel pain in my stomach and it is only cured when I receive the milk from the creature that gave me life. My movements stop, as I still, and feed and only when I have enough, for she was generous to give it to me, I cease. I am rewarded with patience and my own self-gratitude when she picks me up. I feel an odd sort of warmth overwhelm me. I cannot describe it. The scent is unfamiliar and yet…I like it. I poke my muzzle around, feeling the crimson liquid. Curious, I taste it, my small pink tongue lapping it up. I wag my tail and continue licking the creature’s paws and chest, following the bloody trail until it leads to me own body. I am covered in it. As I continue, I feel my body slowly shut down. I am tired. I must rest and it would seem that the creature I am with has agreed to give me peace.


Sadly I do not hear my name. I do not know what this beast has in store for me. I am unaware that my sire is the weakest Demon, but a Demon nonetheless. I am unaware that my markings of black and red are symbols of a demonic bloodline. There is no white marking on me, I look like a pure demon, yet I am not a pure demon all. My creator knows what I will become. I shall be another mercenary for Death. I am sure in time I will learn more about my creator, but perhaps I shouldn’t call her my creator. Not right now. She is Mother. She is my Mother and I am her daughter. I shall make her proud. For I am a creature that is worthy, I am a creature that is worth something great. I bear the similar mark as my Mother, cursed forever to be a Monster, and I shall be created as one. For I also carry the blood of my Father, a Demon. Surely, I am a worthy creature, my blood soaked by a Monster and a Demon, even if the Demon is weak. I am a creature made by two halves, brought together by Fate. Perhaps Fate had her reasons. Perhaps I am not nothing at all…



Gives us wings where we had shoulders
smooth as raven’s claws.
Iromar, No Mate, No Imprint, 0 year, Tick Tock x Chael
html © dante for jailheart.



Replies:

Post a reply:
Name:
Subject:
Message:
Password To Edit Post:





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.
Create Your Own Free Message Board or Free Forum!
Hosted By Boards2Go Copyright © 2020


<-- -->