THUNDER KINGKing of Diveen
Arturio

LIGHTNING QUEENQUEEN OF DIVEEN

Azariah

WHIRLWINDADVISOR

None

STORMFRONTROYAL GUARDS

None
None

QUAKEWARRIOR

Orifel▼

HAZESPY AND THIEF

Zarah

MONSOONHEALER

Meryl

TSUNAMIDIPLOMAT

None

BLIZZARDSCOUT

Maiko

HURRICANEHUNTER

None

RAINBOWJOKER

None

GALESTORY TELLER

None
TremorsWarriors
Taliesin, ★Solara
MISTSThieves
Shadowstorm, Junketsu
RAINSHealers
Yin, Nord, RurikΔ, PascalΔ
TIDESDiplomats
Luxa, ★☓WrenΔ, Sparrow, ★Xavier

SNOWSScouts
Valkyria, Noctis
WINDSHunters
Emil▼, Maude

DawnYoung Pups
Inari, Raksha
TWILIGHTAdolescents
Mabel, Jaime, Larionus
DUSKGeneral Population
Celeste, Finch, Andriel, Beltran, Senketsu, ★Undyne, ★Dirk, Vasily, Faolan, Mugen

DAYGuests
None
NIGHTRetirees
Orion, Nevaeh▼
SUNAllies
Spirane
MOONTHOSE AMONG THE STARS
Heyel, Voltaire, Azrael, Isola, Andromeda, Jaeger, Maddox, Enderly, Yojimbo
EclipsedEnemies
Kattari, Grimoire, Blackthorne

News - SUMMER

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.

-- Arturio




‡ = Pregnant | ☓ = Stolen | ♦ = Captive | ★ = Promotion Pending | Away | ▼ = Assassin | Δ = Apprentice

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I am an Angel. Yet I do not understand why this makes me better above others. I see everyone the same. All of us wolves have two eyes, two ears, a nose, four paws, and one tail. We all have different colors of fur and markings. Each of us has a different scent, and yet, for some reason we are considered the best. I do not understand. In fact…I hear there are Demons. I always wanted to meet one. I overheard some of the adults talking about it, but each time I asked questions about them, I was told to stay away from them. I hear they are similar markings as us…they have red. Well, how the hell do you tell the difference between an Angel and a Demon? All of this was just too confusing. My bright sapphire eyes look to the intense violet of my Sister that carries the markings of the sunset, I listen to her intently as she explains that Grandfather is not the True Angel. I was shocked to hear that he was not the Angel that he and others claimed him to be. Did he lie to me? I thought we weren’t supposed to lie? Yet when she continues to speak that he is not an Angel that makes me think about the other members of our family. Not everyone has a red mark…and now I am all confused. I never heard about my Grandmother, I guess no one talks about those that died. I splash through the mud walking towards my Sister speaking up.


“But why did she die and why did Heaven do that? And maybe Grandfather doesn’t have an Angel mark because he couldn’t have one? Not all of our cousins or siblings have red on them, but they are still considered Angels, are they not?”


As I rub my chest where my Angel mark is, I am unaware that I am doing something wrong. My snowy white paws are indeed muddy, but it isn’t my fault we are in a muddy area. Plus, I like mud. I like the way they feel cold and squishy between my pads. My golden ears go back, as I lower my head in a apologetic position. I heard her scolding tone. I do not mean to upset her. She is the only family member, other than Mother and Father that pays attention to me. Everyone else just seems to run away. I do not want my Sister to leave me. I want to play. I must say something that keeps her with me, something that will make her want to stay.


“I am sorry Sister, I didn’t mean to. Is it true that Demons have red marks too? Can we go see a Demon after we see the True Angel?!”


As my Sister speaks highly of this True Angel, I am still confused. This is the first time that I am hearing about such a thing. Wasn’t this something my Mother and Father should have mentioned to me? The way my beautiful Sister speaks, makes me start to believe that this True Angel is indeed someone special. I mean, if the True Angel can make my Sister feel such happy things or see the world in such a pretty way, perhaps the True Angel isn’t such a bad thing. Although, I would really still like to have the power to kick ass. I mean, then I could do the fighting and let Mother and Father be at ease. They shouldn’t have to fight every wolf that comes knocking on our doorstep, trying to take what was theirs. I follow my pretty Sister as she walks ahead of me, I hurry up and try to walk beside her, trying to not splash too much mud myself, but Sister has a longer stride than me.


“This True Angel…she sounds…nice, but why does Mother not talk about her? Why does she not live here?”


I can feel the squishy feel of the cold green stems coming from the grasses. Now that my Sister has stopped walking, and after hearing her scolding words on not being dirty, I must try to appease her. Carefully I lie down, and start scooting over the grasses, wiping the mud off my snowy fur. As I continue cleaning myself up, I make sure to wipe my paws and chest very well. I roll on my back, getting the last bit of mud off, while looking up to my Sister. It sounds as if I am given permission to see the True Angel, not from Mother, but from the very being that my Sister claims that I must meet. Wearily I look up at her, my clean paws resting on my clean chest. I don’t want to anger Mother, but I am sure she would understand. Besides, my Sister is with me…perhaps Mother would be okay with it?


“Well, I don’t want to disappoint Mother, but…if the True Angel is above Mother, I guess I have to go with you?”


I easily roll off my back and onto my paws. Eagerly getting up as I lope after my Sister as quickly as I could. Some of the long grasses whacked my sides or face, but I just growl and continue to press on. I get to go to the outer lands, and that itself is an adventure. As soon as I catch up to her side I look up to her giving her a big grin. If this is truly to be my destiny then I have accomplished everything I was supposed to in my young life. This cannot be. I mean, I am still a pup, I haven’t truly lived. Wouldn’t I have more destinies? I just had to know!


“Our destinies as Angels? My destiny is supposed to go see her? But then…won’t my destiny be over and done with?”





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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.
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