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by the hands of doom, IP: 69.129.197.82 Posted on April 18, 2014 at 03:03:07 PM by Chael
On the wings of death, by the hands of doom By the darkest light from the darkest moon Crossing silent seas over mountains high For we stand as one tonight - Dragonforce “Valley of the Damned”
Chael’s eyes lit up like fireflies when he heard the movement inside the den. To allow them space to emerge, he stepped a pace away from the opening of the den and settled to watch the two step from the shadows. A delighted wriggle of his shoulders announced his affection for Raven as she walked regally from the darkness. She was nearly the mirror image of her mother, highlighted in ruby instead of in silver. He lowered his head to her, touching his nose briefly to hers. It caused his muzzle to wrinkle upwards as a tinkle of love for his daughter tickled up his face. He then raised his head to watch his imprint.
The tip of his tail was waving slowly at her. He still… wasn’t sure how to approach her. He felt as if she needed affection, and yet, she despised it. He would surely get his muzzle ripped open if he would ever be mushy with her in public. So, he waited anxiously. Her extended muzzle caused his heart to jump, though he was grateful for it. Softly, he brushed his cheek over her muzzle and melted into the remaining velvety fur and enjoying the feeling of her scar scratching away his anxiety of greeting her. His tail waved more openly.
He met her gaze, watching the sapphire stars twinkle in her amethyst eyes. For longer than he usually could, he held her gaze, but soon glanced shyly away, unable to save off the instincts he had developed for a decade as a servitor. Meeting eyes was forbidden in that line of work… So, it was a feat for him to have worked up the initiative to not shrink before her gaze, let alone feel comfortable, even a brief second, looking upon her defined features. Though the scars had ruined the beauty of her former face, Chael saw nothing but the strength they told of her. Here, was a wolf brave enough to hunt mountain lions and she had succeeded in doing so. He couldn’t imagine her without them, and he loved the way that they marked her.
His ears perked forwards at her answering rumble. This was the first time she had extended to him a greeting of any sort. And while her offered muzzle was honor enough, she allowed him the charm of her voice as well. Perhaps it meant far more to him than she meant for it to, but he couldn’t help that. There were so few precious moments in life already, and he held onto the ones he received because he was rarely on the receiving end of any sort of kindness.
As Tick Tock spoke he lowered he batted a playful paw lightly over Raven’s ears, taunting her some. She was still so small! He would be able to just lift his paw out of reach of her puppy teeth. He wanted to enjoy every moment of her growing up; she wouldn’t remain so tiny and cute for long! By her first year, even she’d have the length to catch his teasing paw. At the same time, he recalled the announcement of the new practice.
The Blood Cermony… Chael saw the strength in such an initiation, but it also made him wonder. What was the limit of Andras’ bloodlust, or would he, like many demons, revel in an eternal realm of bloody deaths? Still, it was a tradition to be proud off. Such clear acceptance into the pack was important and he was thrilled that Andras was willing to allow Raven – Chael cursed himself for such a thought and corrected himself. He was thrilled that Raven was already finding early acceptance into the pack and not allowing his lowly status to be a barrier. Still, he didn’t quite see how his imprint wanted his permission to attend the ceremony. Wasn’t it Raven’s choice? Did she want her mother there?
Still, he answered her whole heartedly though his voice was quiet and little nervous. Only with she and Raven could he say was he wanted. It was a drastic change, and he was still adjusting to it. “It would please me if you would. It would be a milestone in Raven’s life – being accepted into the pack.”
As Raven’s darling higher-pitched voice, Chael’s insides coiled with delight at hearing her say “Father.” It was unreal, and yet very much real! He turned his icy blue eyes to her. He didn’t quite know how to respond to the question she posed. His first instinct was to give the choice to her, but as a parent, wasn’t it his duty to take Raven places? He shifted in thought and then replied, “I… I would like to take you to meet Taji. She was my ward up until she became able to take care of herself.”
He hadn’t told his imprint about Taji. Not because he’d been embarrassed about the puppy, but rather because the young wolf had been missing for some time and only just returned. He wasn’t exactly a father to the wolf, for they had never spent much time together. He had mostly just made sure that she was fed and kept warm in the crucial months after her mother had been killed by an alligator. Taji had always been an independent puppy and he truly didn’t know much about her, but he had grown very fond of her as well, as was expected when one took care of something.
CHAEL male // 11 years old // 36 inches // 170 lbs // iromar // servitor // imprint: Tick Tock // pups: Raven (x Tick Tock) // toulouse
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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.