Nymeria |
None
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Kalseru |
Vortigern |
None |
Moonfeather
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None |
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Yuki |
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Viserion, Myrcella
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Eldrax
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Rhaegal, Tychon, Alagai, Paxton, Visenya
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Drogon, Icarus
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Greywind, Rhaenys, Arthfael
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Bastille, Samus
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Dandelion, Semele
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Daenerys, Sleekwing, Tyrion
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Mêlée, AshitakaEmer, Bran, Jabari, Vaella, Cadeyrn, Berwyn, Nerys, Jubilee, Ashur, Reine, Icarus, Kricket, Navarre, Leilani, Jakuta
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None
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Vhagar
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Diveen
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None
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None
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MoonGlow, Alcide, Sorcha, Fjallraven,
Pan, Grayson, Ravenna, Niviaq |
When the snows fall and the white winds blow, the lone wolf dies, but the pack survives.
- - Nymeria
❥ Pregnant | ^ Pending Promotion | ✘ Stolen | Away
IP: 12.231.36.2
Posted on April 8, 2014 at 01:34:29 AM by Kane
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I would not let her travel without my companionship this night. The moment isola touched her nose to mine, I was awake, my eyes peeking open to watch her flit from the den, following a white form. Heyel? I raise my nose, twitching and I can smell his thick cologne. Where is he taking Isola? I lift my head slowly, blinking in the dim lighting of our den as I let my eyes adjust. As I turn my head, I take in the perfect forms of our sleeping children, Calliel and Izrael. Even though she's a handful, she looks like an angel when she's sleeping, as all children do. I reach over, gingerly licking each of their foreheads and watching with an affectionate smile as they groan lightly and curl into a more comfortable position before returning to slumber. I know that they'll stay right where they are on this night and something tells me Isola and Heyel are going somewhere important, somewhere I need to be too. I slowly rise to my paws, making sure not to nudge either of the children. Stretching out my sore and wounded muscles, I limp slowly from the den, following the perfume of my mate and queen. When I reach the borders of Diveen, I glance back, my ears flickering uncertainly but I know that I will continue to follow. I would follow her to the ends of the earth and back. So with a soft sigh, I turn back to my path and go over the borders, heading into the open lands, knowing that Diveen will be kept safe by the many wolves that patrol the borders. It doesn't take me long to reach Spirane. Even from here, it still reminds me so much of Solevion. I never lived there and Paracon was clear across Moladian but I could always see the mountain peaks from there. I used to wonder what it was like to live there. I figured the mountain reached so high that it touched heaven. A childhood dream but a nice one, none the less. Smiling indulgingly, I move forward once more, my wounds aching more with every step but I know that I won't give up anyway. Finally I see the gathering up ahead. A lone wolf stands not far from where I am but he doesn't seem to be a threat so I glance his way with a pricked ear before limping forward once more. It's easy enough for me to pick out the beautiful form of Isola. Her white, black, and red form stands out above all others as it always will for me. I can smell blood and impending death and it makes my nostrils wrinkle but I press forward, not stopping till I'm at her side. When I finally take in what's happening, my heart plummets, The death of not one but two great leaders. I bow my head in respect, knowing words are not always needed to get the point across. They will be greatly missed and will go down in history. I may not have ever met Moonglow or her mother Boneclaw but both will be legends in our minds. I glance toward Isola momentarily, caught up in the grief in her eyes shared by the violet gaze of her father. Heyel is grieving as well which is new to me. My ears prick toward the two lovers, wondering if this could be us one day, saying our good byes together as we get ready to meet the great Creater when we close our eyes for eternity. I know I could never live the same without Isola at my side. Surely this must be what Alcide is going through. I can see his heart breaking through his eyes but he looks so at peace, even knowing what he's about to do. He is embracing his destiny because he knows he will be with her. If that's not true love, I don't know what is. Kane_male_bound to Sinopa_mate to Isola_father to Achilles, Sage, Solaris, Ariel, Haziel, Forfax, Hope, Shiloh, Phaedra, Calliel, & Izrael_son of Kiska&Devil May Cry_39', 190lbs._High King of Diveen_ten years old |
Replies:
- ~* Gypsy Rose*~ - By Orca April 10, 2014 at 00:11:54 AM
I've a stubborn heart - By Ceal April 9, 2014 at 10:48:46 PM
~*Paper Flowers*~ - By Idunn April 10, 2014 at 01:16:20 AM
let me be your hercules - By sleekwing April 10, 2014 at 09:15:09 AM
- - i have never been nothing. - By daenerys April 10, 2014 at 09:40:58 AM
Heaven Is Never Enough - By MoonGlow April 11, 2014 at 01:42:31 AM
always. // - By ALCIDE April 18, 2014 at 09:55:56 PM
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| Return to Top **Any position may be challenged for at any time. Please privately contact Nymeria and she will decide the type and style of challenge appropriate to the rank. Abhorsen - The Wielder: Alpha female and Queen of Spirane. Her word is final in all matters. Vows to protect and lead those who call the mountain home. Her Council Belgaer - The Thinker: Second in Command, this wolf is the Abhorsen's most trusted compatriot and confidant. In the Abhorsen's absence, they are able to speak with her authority. Saraneth - The Binder: Chosen mate of the Abhorsen. They can settle pack disputes, accept members, assign tasks, and leads the pack during hunts, in times of war, or in cases where the Abhorsen is not present. Scion - The Successor: The Abhorsen's heir, training to one day fill her paw prints. This wolf must become adept in multiple trades. This wolf is expected to become proficient in healing, fighting, hunting, diplomacy, and thievery. They are expected to lend assistance to any of the other ranks if ever needed. The Bells Dyrim - The Speaker: Lead diplomat and is often times sent out to maintain good relations with allied packs. Charged with educating the Ambassadors in diplomatic ways. Astarael - The Weeper: The commander and lead warrior of the pack. Charged with teaching the Berserkers the art of battle. Clayr - The Seer: Charged with the pack's health, and in teaching the Shiners and those who wish to pursue the art of healing. Kibeth - The Walker: The leader of the Guard. They are the foremost line of defense, charged with securing the borders and bringing pertinent information from within and without the pack to the appropriate wolf. They also lead the Outriders. Ranna - The Sleeper: Assists the queen in guarding from theft as well as advising her of news and gossip from the whole of Moladion. Charged with teaching the Mages about theft, secret keeping, and overall sneakiness. Allowed to make and block steals. Mosrael - The Waker: Caretaker and storyteller of the pack, also the head pupsitter. Often times this wolf will look after the pack's youth and educate them of Spirane and Moladion's history. Leads the Remembrancers in pup watching. Charter - The Power: The master hunter of the pack. Leads and organizes all hunts and teaches the Falconers the art of the hunt. The Classes Berserkers: Warriors and hunters of the pack. Falconers: The pack hunters Mages: Thieves and secret keepers of the pack. Allowed to make and block steals. Ambassadors: Diplomats of the pack. Shiners: Healers of the pack. Outriders: The pack scouts who bring all news of happenings across Moladion back. Remembrancers: Wolves of a kind nature who look after the younger wolves of the pack. These wolves may wish to learn more about healing, but this is not a requirement. Bairns: The young pups of the pack Amateurs: Youth of the pack still finding their place Kinfolk: The general populance of the pack Elders: Respected retirees who still offer wisdom and insight |
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