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.
{Angels are Bright Still} IP: 124.149.161.225 Posted on May 19, 2014 at 11:43:12 PM by Isola
It is being said, always, that ‘mother is knowing’. I have thought for a time most long that such a phrase is not being correct, that it is being made of myth or wishful thinking and that surely my own Mother had simply had others or father tell her of our wrongdoings, for always she knew when it was one of us had acted in a way deemed unacceptable and yet, perhaps, it was such an instinct that led myself from my own den this day, paws hurried though I could not say why- a feeling most anxious having over taken myself in these moments. It was a feeling for which there is no true description, an urgency and sense of haste unlike any other. It is a knowing, a believing, that one of my own is within danger. Perhaps it is true that a Mother knows, for this day I knew most truly that my child called for me, even if it was not with words others may be given to hear. My paws fell smooth and even atop the earth, my lope quickened in these moments as the sounds of snarls caught the delicate tilt of my ears, violet eyes grown wide I confusion at this. I do not permit in-fighting, never has my pack fought within itself for such things are simply un-allowed and indeed it was in this moment I believed an intruder had been caught, for the sounds that tainted their air held no touch of play or warning but rung with a malice assured.
My muzzle was lifted to the air in these moments, tasting of the scents the wind offered though the only one which held the scent of anything other then Diveen was Eden, a wolf once of my own pakc and now of Taviora, an ally sworn most truly. It was perhaps not the scent of Devil that caused myself the most disdain and fear, but that of Stella. She had sought to turn her fangs upon her own brother and as such I feared indeed that perhaps she had turned upon another. I had permitted her within my pack for the sake of my Kane, for he wished it so and indeed it is my hope perhaps, that she will simply live as she seems to desire, that despite Azrael’s words she is honest in her intention and yet it is in these moments that the scent of Heyel and Calliel…..my Calliel seem to break all such thoughts. In time perhaps, I would be only shamed of myself for the belief that Stella had been at fault, that I had been given to ill trust one such a she, yet I am not in the habit of offering home to those whom would seek to wrongly take it from myself and my Kane under a feigned belief of right. Yet in these moments as the violet of my gaze falls upon the wolves that swarm it was that not thoughts of right turned within myself. If leadership is such a thing then so be it, if it is my right to lead then it is my right to command and in these moments I see not an aged wolf, a wolf I had so long called Uncle and one whom had once watched over myself as a child. I see only he whom has struck my child, I see only the blood of my Calliel as Heyel pulls her free and perhaps in this moment I have never loved my Father so, nor felt such…..debt to Stella and Eden whom seek to drive Devil back. This is not the first time he has struck against pack his own- yet it will be the last.
My own form does not race nor run, I merely allow my tail to rise in symbol of my rank and place, head lifting high in much the same as lips peel back from the white of my fangs that glint and gleam within the sun, heckles raised along my ruff and spine as each step strikes at the earth with assurance and determined anger. I am not a hateful creature, I am known only for benevolence and yet that Isola that had forgiven Devil for his strike against Vidar no longer lingers within these moments. I had offered him leniency, for he had grieved the death of his own child and yet….I will not excuse a second time, not allow any whom touch what is mine by blood to linger. He strikes not only a wolf of pack….but his own family. I am given to pass Meryl and my Shiloh as they see to Calliel as I will too within these moments, eyes upon Heyel as it is he seeks to calm Devil, speaks to him as only Heyel may do and yet I find I grow weary of such things. Calliel is my child, my daughter and Devil has gone to far this day. The snarl that rips free of my throat is given to slice within the air in a manner I am surprised with, such a sound never before having torn from my throat and yet it holds utter command in these moments. I am what I must be when I must be it. I allow myself to be seen as others will, to be believed a pretty thing atop a throne and yet I am so very much more. All Angels carry swords.
“Stella, Eden, be waiting.”
It is a single command, words swift and assured as it is I place myself beside Stella, allowing a moment for Heyel to stop Devils rage before the violet of my own gaze reaches that of the dark male, my snowy pely brushing against Stella in this moment as my gaze fixates upon this creature before me. I do not need rage and anger and hate to be what I must. I will not throw myself at him in fits of anger and bloodied fang. I am more then that- more then he and I need not even the power of my jaws to make myself heard or obeyed. If I must become this thing- then so be it.
“You are done, Devil. You have struck my child, my daughter and your own grandchild. You have drawn the blood of your own pack- you are not the King you were, you are not the Uncle I knew.”
Fangs flashed within th sun this day, words holding a darkened tone as never before, eyes unwavering against his own. I am Alpha and I will not yield- not in this. My words hold no emotion, no care, they speak only fact as anger vibrates within them, lips still pulled back in warning as another growl slides within my throat.
“I will not have you in my pack. You are done. Get out of Diveen- get out of my lands or I is making you. You is forbidden to be within the company of my children or pack. Stella, Eden- be getting him out of my sight.”
The words were snapped now as I moved to stride forward, daring him to raise fang against myself, daring him to strike again, knowing well that Stella and Eden would not allow such a thing and that I myself am more powerful then he. I can feel the tears within my gaze, feel the emotion that will come and yet I remain unwavering, for I will not be swayed in this, I will not be given to pity, the words of protest of Heyel already upon his lips as I turn now to my own Father, another growl within my throat.
“If you is not liking it Heyel. You may go too. You is not King here- not anymore.”
I stood once more heckles lifted and fangs bad, standing for the first time above my sire, above all who stood around me. My decision is made and it is final. Heyel no longer rules the Angel Pack and I no longer bow to him or Devil. I cannot allow him within my pack any longer, perhaps, in time….I will speak with him but for now I am as unwavering as my form, meeting Devils gaze entirely, stepping forward again and again, seeking that Stella and Eden should do the same and drive him utterly from my sight before it is my fangs find his throat this day. That is my mercy- that he should be allowed to live at all.
Queen of Diveen || Soul of Sen || Mate of Kane || Mother of 11
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.
