THE GRAVEKEEPERALPHA OF TAVIORA
Moonshade*

THE KEEPER OF TRUTHSTHE CHOSEN HEIR

None Created

THE KEEPER OF SECRETSTHE SECOND ALPHA

None Yet Worthy
THE FOREST COUNCILTaviora's Most Achieved

THE TUSKSLEAD FIGHTER

None

THE JAWSHEAD OF DEFENCE

None

THE HORNSSENIOR TEACHER

None

THE EYESTHE INFORMANT

None

THE DARK DWELLERTHE HEALER OF FLESH

None

THE SOOTHSAYERTHE HEALER OF HEARTS

None
NIGHTWATCHERS
Dexter
Citlalli
DAWNSTRIDERS
Talien
Eztli
DAYLIGHTERS
Sila
Mara Sov
Forrest
~Ophiuchus~
DUSKWALKERS
Nenetl
ANCIENT PINESOUR ELDERS
None
THE BRIAR PATCHOUR FUTURE
The Nursury is empty
THE SAPLINGSOUR YOUNG
Those growing into paws
THE WELCOMEDALLIES
Zelda, Midna, Beltane, Menkhet
THE BANISHEDENEMIES
None

THE SACRED TOMBSOUR SPIRIT GUARDIANS
| Roamin | Sen | Rhae | Iblis | Moth |
| Seamus | Morrigan | Paisley | Jinan | Wraith |

Announcements as of July 28, 2021

I have called you, and you have answered my call --

Do not mistake my silence for weakness, my forest kin. For I am willing to defend you with my fangs and claws, until the days come when am no longer able to. Keep an eye on the borders for Zelda and her sister Midna, because I will welcome them back into the flock on the day of their return.

The flood has left our forest home in a sorry state of disarray. I shall not tolerate this. Summer is here and we must rebuild our dens in time for winter. There is a lot of hard and dirty work ahead of us. But we shall face it together, as family, as a pack. Let's get back to work and then we shall hunt. I hunger for a feast.


From your new Alpha --

Moonshade, the Gravekeeper of Moladion

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How was I supposed to know it was Vidar? Boy looks damn near as bad as Tobias and yet truthfully…Tobias has more appendages then this fellow seems to, features forming a scowl at Devils words before his own face contort into something almost a kin to shame. I suppose I can understand where he is coming from, he did, after all, see fit to go about mauling people after League died and while I understand the grief at the death of a child, even I am willing to admit his rampage had hardly been the way to handle it. I have never found fault with my oldest fiend and indeed I hardly see fit to judge a creature whose paws are surely as bloody as my own. Yet attacking Vidar….pack….staring a war that had seen my Isola injured and even Azrael sent into battle had hardly…pleased me, this attack upon Vidar perhaps the single sore point between us and yet I saw no need to bring it up now. He knew he did wrong that day and for now, at least, that is enough. One eye lifted momentarily, waiting for someone to do as I commanded, Vidar or not I saw no need to have a black pelted wolf charging about Taviora like a perfect fool and making unnecessary noise. Why Moth wanted to join this pack of….hippies I hardly know. Has Coza no control? How many wolves neither ally nor pack does he just allow to run about? Hmm, maybe I am just old, maybe this is some sort of new free-thinking style of leadership, but really….it pains me to think of Moth living with these tree living fools. She could have done so much better. Of course, I hardly hate Coza, I imply find his pack an assault to my eyes and his style of leadership to be decidedly lax in my opinion. Maybe I am being judgemental. I don’t care.

A sudden roar from within the trees saw my head tilt once more, ears pricking forward in surprise at the sudden sound before Devil exploded from beside me, plunging forward and into the trees, the barest hint of a smirk touching my lips.

“Excellent enthusiasm Devil, the rest of you should- oh.”

Tobias. Well. Devil’s willingness to obey me was still a rather pleasing thing, Alias lunging past a moment later as the snarls and cries of a brawl ripped into the air and my own heckles rose, the scent of Coza and another lingering upon the air…Beowulf believe, the salty tang of blood rising moments later though whose it was I could hardly say, limbs breaking into a lope, leaving Chance and Zeteri to do as they pleased as my own heckles lifted and lips pulled back from fangs, violet eyes peering through the trees as wolf after wolf plunged into the assault and another grin touched my lips momentarily. Hmm, perhaps this will finally be the end for the creature who took my daughter from me and indeed it would seem I am content to simply watch him be torn apart, my form moving from habit to slide into the shadows, violet eyes watching as the hellish thing continued to fight, Devil tearing open his ruff before the animal collided with Beowulf in rather a splendid aerodynamic display, wrenching his way clean of the group. It would seem he never did forget the lesson I gave so many years ago. Had it not been for Aaliyah he would be dead. Had she not stopped me that day she may still live, my hate for this creature something truly vile within myself as he broke free once more, plunging forward, heading back the way we had all run. Not today. There is much to be said for he who waits within the shadows. Assassins fight together when needed and yet we have always done our best work alone. Each of my team of warriors and assassins has laid a mark on him and yet still he runs. Now it’s my turn and indeed unhampered by another other I am content to leave a mark.

My muscle is almost given to protest the leap I offer and yet such a thing is natural, done so many times that I land with silent ease before him and into his path, some form of recognition flickering within those dead as he plunges forward still and my own form rises to meet him, head and tail high, heckles raised and teeth bared in the dominance of an Alpha and yet… he does not slow, he does not halt and indeed had I been younger, less experienced perhaps I would not have seen his intention so clear, not have seen muscle coil in preparation to lunge and yet…age is indeed a double-edged sword, my mind so assured of what he desires to do and yet….lacking the speed to dodge it, to twist as I once would have done so easily, violet eyes widening slightly as I moved to do the only thing I had left- duck.

My form dropped into and almost bow like position, Tobias lunging over, thrown slightly off perhaps, having believed indeed he would strike myself before my own snarled snapped forth, forming twisting in such a manner that I may well have thrown my entire back out as I lunged with all the force I had left, teeth clamping onto the thickened fur off his ruff once more, a part undamaged, weight thrown backwards in an effort to jerk him back and yet…..it would seem I have underestimated his strength…or perhaps overestimated my own in my twentieth year, my form lent backwards, pulling like a dog in a game of tug a war and yet….the damn thing just kept on running! It was perhaps the most ungraceful moment of my entire life and really, it is such a shame Devil, Beowulf, Alias, Zeteri, Chance and Coza are watching, after all, I don’t suppose any of them have ever seen one wolf running with another being dragged along behind it, paws streaming through the wet earth as I struggled to find purchase, lacking the weight of Devil or Chance, something sure to have ensured my attack worked, old muscle simply unable to haul him to a halt as I was….well….essentially dragged on a rather hellish ride through Taviora, teeth embedded in his ruff as he ran. Really, is anyone going to stop him or should I just keep hanging on? Surely one of you is fast enough?

Oh please, don’t mind me, I’ve got him. Seriously. Do something. Someone. I am so unimpressed right now, this is so undignified. At least I’m slowing him down, more then any of you did……

So help me.



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THE FOREST RANKS

THE GRAVEKEEPER

The Alpha Male of Taviora. He will accept all challenges and block any steals. He has taken an oath to protect all within the forest, alive and dead.

THE KEEPER OF SECRETS

This will be Moonshade's chosen co-alpha. They will also be able to accept challanges and steals in order to defend Taviora.

THE KEEPER OF TRUTHS

This rank will belong to the chosen heir of Taviora. This wolf will probably share Moonshade's blood. This rank can be challenged for if you believe that you are a better candidate for the job.

THE FOREST COUNCIL

Although the Alpha's have the final say in all matters, Taviora is still a pack, we are still a community. These wolves are the most senior members of our ranks. Their role is to guide, serve and protect. All of them have earned their place here and they should be respected at all times. Every position on the council can be challanged for by a subordinate pack member. However the council has the right to block a pack member from gaining the position if they have concluded that the individual has placed their own selfish desires before the best interest of the pack as a whole.

THE TUSKS

The packs lead fighter. One of the strongest and bravest in our ranks. They will answer the call to protect the forest if either of the Alpha's are absent.

THE JAWS

The packs head of defence. They are our chief hunter and guardian to all within the forest borders. They know every inch of Taviora and every wolf within.

THE HORNS

The packs most senior teacher. They are responsible for teaching and guiding all of our young and new members so that they will reach their full potential.

THE EYES

The packs trusted informant. This wolf spends a lot of their time outside the forest borders, keeping their eyes, ears and nose peeled for news or potential trouble. Due to the secretive and dangerous nature of this rank, only a wolf that the pack can trust with their lives will obtain this responsibility.

THE DARKDWELLER

This is Taviora’s Head Healer. This wolf is responsible for treating the pack's wounds, injuries and illnesses. They are also expected to be one of the first on scene when a mother goes into labour. Along with their counterpart, The Soothsayer, they will train future healers for the service of our pack and our allies.

THE SOOTHSAYER

This is Taviora’s Head Counselor. Their knowledge of healing and herbal remedies are equal to that of their counterpart, The Darkdweller. This wolf specializes in helping us conquer the unseen demons in our heads and our hearts. They are also expected to help bring all children of the forest safely into this world.

NIGHTWATCHERS

Our trusted packmates that guard the borders while the rest of us sleep safely in our dens. If something is amiss within our lands, they should be the first to intercept any threat and call for back up when needed. Some might not call themselves soldiers, but they will spill blood if push comes to shove.

DAWNSTRIDERS

The most diligent and selfless of our pack. They are up at first light and leave our inner sanctum every few days in search of prey. They hunt far and wide in order to make sure none of us go hungry. While not out hunting, they are free to relax or assist the Nightwatchers, Daylightres or Dawnstriders with their tasks.

DAYLIGHTERS

This group will make up the bulk of our pack, they are our beloved family. They are generalists and commoners who are charged with looking after the most central and sacred parts of our home. Along with The Horns, they are expected to watch out for our children. We are happy to keep all within our ranks that love and respect the forest of Taviora.

DUSKWALKERS

Rumoured to be the most free spirited and independent members of our pack, they guard when no other eyes are available. They wander down all the winding dirt paths and have been known to explore into the freelands. They are envoys and ambassadors who assist The Eyes with their duty of keeping us all safe.

ANCIENT PINES

These wolves are older and have retired from active service. We thank them for all that they have done for our pack, however long or short their tenor was. They shall live out the rest of their years with the best food, shelter and company we can offer them.

THE BRIAR PATCH

This is the name for Taviora’s nursing mothers and their litters of puppies. Once they are born, at least one parent is expected to temporarily step down from their role in order to raise their pups for the first 6 months of their lives. An exemption can be made if another mother is willing to look after the young while the parents resume their service to the pack.

THE SAPLINGS

Too big for the briar patch but not yet old enough to be called a daylighter. These are all puppies between the age of 1 and 3. Pups can start their training from 2 and above if The Horns has found a suitable Mentor for them.

THE WELCOMED

These wolves are welcome within our borders anytime of the day or night. Blocking their access will be met with disapproval and possible punishment.

THE BANISHED

They are enemies of our pack and their presence will not be tolerated within or near our home. Those caught in contact with a wolf on this list will likely share the same fate.

THE SACRED TOMBS

Our brothers and sisters that have sadly left us for their next adventures. We give thanks for their lives and we send them on with all our love, hopes and dreams. Moonshade will accept the bones of any wolf that has ever called Taviora their home and will find them a special place within our hallowed grounds. Every burial mound is individual and sacred. Tampering or messing with one will not be tolerated. A crime against the dead will be treated as though it has been committed against a living pack member.

Remember, we are always watching from the shadows ...
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