Nymeria |
None
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Kalseru |
Vortigern |
None |
Moonfeather
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None |
None |
Yuki |
None |
None
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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: 24.108.1.137
Posted on July 5, 2014 at 04:52:29 PM by Everchime
raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens
Ever is a patient creature, one who simply sits on the side lines of life and watches how the world ticks, how it moves and how it breaths. She knows that she is not meant to be a hunter, that she probably wouldn't make to great of a diplomat because she is very shy and reserved, only with those she knows well enough will she finally open up to them. So it is slightly strange that she simply stands back from the two and watches them with intense interest a shine of curiosity to her every movement. She has come with these two siblings for more than one reason. One, was to see her best friend, Pan. The other was to watch how these two diplomats do their job. If she was to help future pups figure out their path in life than she had best learn all of the jobs right?
She waits until he is done speaking, the white male is Solaris and his sister it seems is Shiloh, she commits the two names to memory and listen to what he has to say. He is right, from what Everchime has seen over the years, Spirane has had the numbers but their activity in general had been at a slump during the last few seasons of their old monarchs. It was sad how things had gone down here, Ever only wished the best for whomever had taken the throne now. Pumpkin spice eyes watch the border for signs of movement, at moments she swears she sees a small pup running around and from time to time she thinks she sees it in the corner of her eye as it comes into view. But she is not sure and though she wants to look, she hears more words and her attention is brought back to the group.
"My thanks Solaris, for all of this. Knowing my friend, he will most likely be one of those who appears to your call. I shall wait for him here," she knows that Pan is to smart for his own pants sometimes and that an interesting call from Solaris to speak politics will probably draw him out of wherever he is. Even if he's busy, perhaps her scent on the breeze will call him forth too. Should he wish to entreat to a more private place (which is hardly a Pan thing to do) she would take that moment. Shiloh's words make her give a soft smile "if I might butt in before anyone shows up. Glorall is a perfect example of a pack being taken from a great bloodline, and still flourishing. My mother used to say that time healed all wounds, perhaps if Spirane had time it might have flourished."
She did not mention the fact that the alphas of Glorall were related to her through her pairing with Vidar, or that it had been by chance that Ever and Vidar had escaped Glorall before his siblings had tried to eat him. How they had feared for their life. But everyone feared Iromar to some degree... it was just a validated point that she thought she'd place there. "It is my knowledge, that a bloodline does not make a pack, simply for the fact that the pack as a whole is what generates such activity as Tavoria or Diveen. Am I correct in my thinking Solaris?" she asks as she turns her head in time to spot the other wolf who came to meet them.
If she had been any other wolf she might have rolled her eyes at the female when she declared her ruler The Great, it was a little to early for anyone to be called such a title and one so young at that. She doesn't though, there is however a whole lot of such talk from this wolfess and it almost seems as if she is glorifying Daenerys as a goddess. This could go one of two ways, and Everchime didn't like the second way it could go. But she was silent like she'd promised and simply smiled and dipped her head politely for the time being. Waiting patiently for Pan and still catching glimpses of a young pup as it moved in and out of the forested shadows near the border.
"talks like this"
Everchime
female - 5 yo - forever mated & bound to Vidar - mother ofAerith & Mortz Ildan, Sven, Heimdallr & Ragnar (x Vidar) - Medicine Wolf - Taviora
Ever is a patient creature, one who simply sits on the side lines of life and watches how the world ticks, how it moves and how it breaths. She knows that she is not meant to be a hunter, that she probably wouldn't make to great of a diplomat because she is very shy and reserved, only with those she knows well enough will she finally open up to them. So it is slightly strange that she simply stands back from the two and watches them with intense interest a shine of curiosity to her every movement. She has come with these two siblings for more than one reason. One, was to see her best friend, Pan. The other was to watch how these two diplomats do their job. If she was to help future pups figure out their path in life than she had best learn all of the jobs right?
She waits until he is done speaking, the white male is Solaris and his sister it seems is Shiloh, she commits the two names to memory and listen to what he has to say. He is right, from what Everchime has seen over the years, Spirane has had the numbers but their activity in general had been at a slump during the last few seasons of their old monarchs. It was sad how things had gone down here, Ever only wished the best for whomever had taken the throne now. Pumpkin spice eyes watch the border for signs of movement, at moments she swears she sees a small pup running around and from time to time she thinks she sees it in the corner of her eye as it comes into view. But she is not sure and though she wants to look, she hears more words and her attention is brought back to the group.
"My thanks Solaris, for all of this. Knowing my friend, he will most likely be one of those who appears to your call. I shall wait for him here," she knows that Pan is to smart for his own pants sometimes and that an interesting call from Solaris to speak politics will probably draw him out of wherever he is. Even if he's busy, perhaps her scent on the breeze will call him forth too. Should he wish to entreat to a more private place (which is hardly a Pan thing to do) she would take that moment. Shiloh's words make her give a soft smile "if I might butt in before anyone shows up. Glorall is a perfect example of a pack being taken from a great bloodline, and still flourishing. My mother used to say that time healed all wounds, perhaps if Spirane had time it might have flourished."
She did not mention the fact that the alphas of Glorall were related to her through her pairing with Vidar, or that it had been by chance that Ever and Vidar had escaped Glorall before his siblings had tried to eat him. How they had feared for their life. But everyone feared Iromar to some degree... it was just a validated point that she thought she'd place there. "It is my knowledge, that a bloodline does not make a pack, simply for the fact that the pack as a whole is what generates such activity as Tavoria or Diveen. Am I correct in my thinking Solaris?" she asks as she turns her head in time to spot the other wolf who came to meet them.
If she had been any other wolf she might have rolled her eyes at the female when she declared her ruler The Great, it was a little to early for anyone to be called such a title and one so young at that. She doesn't though, there is however a whole lot of such talk from this wolfess and it almost seems as if she is glorifying Daenerys as a goddess. This could go one of two ways, and Everchime didn't like the second way it could go. But she was silent like she'd promised and simply smiled and dipped her head politely for the time being. Waiting patiently for Pan and still catching glimpses of a young pup as it moved in and out of the forested shadows near the border.
"talks like this"
female - 5 yo - forever mated & bound to Vidar - mother of