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scream for me IP: 216.182.109.4 Posted on June 12, 2014 at 09:30:31 PM by MALIKYE
MALIKYE
demon - iromar - imprint - mate
he grows hungry
with time passing, he finds that his active digestive system has already begun to work its magic. tongue slips out from the safety of sharpened canines, sliding along his bloodied maw for just a taste. he hums lightly, allowing his eyes to close for a moment as he relishes in those past moments not too long ago. some may call his acts horrific. he doesn't see it as such. he is sustaining himself, giving himself the life and nourishment that any true soul would desire. another lick, eyes opening as he swallows slowly. aw, he can smell them ahead of him now. this disease has begun to take hold of him, the state of cannibalism in which he resides one that not many can fight. he is not weak though, he can control his hunger, he can control the desire to feast upon his own brethren's flesh and organs within, to gourge in their blood and drink as if he is drinking water. it is so intoxicating to him, this blood that runs in his veins. tis why he searches it out from others, because it is a rarity. he is perhaps the only wolf known that would hunt down his own kind for a source of food. he can control it though.
to an extent.
a shadow morphs into view as his lids lift to reveal bright crystallines. they come to rest upon the brighter gaze of the other, his face impassive at the approach of who he has come to believe is the demon king. even as red hackles rise from the other, malikye remains still, watching, waiting. he inhales deeply wondering just what power source he would gain from one bite from the beast before him. he cared not for the others within, cared not about who was who and what was what. this king before him was the only one he could remotely give respect to, for he would be the one to point him in the direction of his next meal. eyes flash at the thought, mind flickering towards the delicacies that this male before him may know the whereabouts of. he shall wait though, wait for orders, for speeches. he remembers frankly, the scents that linger upon the other's darkened pelt. a girl, he had met before he had ravaged that village. a girl he had met before he had lost himself in the blood and gore.
he blinks,
unable to place a name upon an even more invisible face.
he cannot remember his life before he had fallen. he cannot remember much before he had killed. only the thought of his brother, Faelon, who for his sake had better not show up here. malikye had no family in his mind, he had no brother. he killed to feed and he fed to kill. this one before him is aggressive, causing mal himself to desire blood. he has no idea what he has done to intrigue such a reaction, for his memory is lost and his mind vast. he has the urge to push forward, to flash his own bloodied daggers at this demon, to attack, to destroy and hopefully, feed. he does not though, for good things come to those who wait. he draws closer, causing malikye's eyes to narrow slightly as he watches him invade his personal space. he says nothing at this closeness, knowing full and well the wrong move could trigger a fight.
which wouldn't be the worst thing.
but the male was hungry and had no time for games.
he remains quiet, calm like a true soldier of war. stoic, dark, the oly sign of his ravenous desires flooding his icy gaze. "Did you consume it? Did you feast, or did you leave it to rot?"
malikye doesn't answer right away, never quick to jump the gun. instead, the sound that leaves him is a low, menacing growl. it resonates from his chest and reverberates out of gritted teeth as kisser draw upward and bloodied canines are revealed. it is no threat, he is remembering exactly what he did to them, remembering exactly what he would love to do again and it has triggered something within him. he turns, gazing into the eyes of the ruler of devils. all of the above." his raspy baritones are growled out, ears flicking down before lifting once more. a nose reaches forward, inhaling the scent of blood from him and malikye watches, his growl quieting and his eyes fixating. he had done it all, he had killed, fed, consumed and left the bones and skin to rot for the birds that dare follow him to feed on. that wasn't all that he did though.
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.