THE GRAVEKEEPERALPHA OF TAVIORA
Moonshade*

THE KEEPER OF TRUTHSTHE CHOSEN HEIR

None Created

THE KEEPER OF SECRETSTHE SECOND ALPHA

None Yet Worthy
THE FOREST COUNCILTaviora's Most Achieved

THE TUSKSLEAD FIGHTER

None

THE JAWSHEAD OF DEFENCE

None

THE HORNSSENIOR TEACHER

None

THE EYESTHE INFORMANT

None

THE DARK DWELLERTHE HEALER OF FLESH

None

THE SOOTHSAYERTHE HEALER OF HEARTS

None
NIGHTWATCHERS
Dexter
Citlalli
DAWNSTRIDERS
Talien
Eztli
DAYLIGHTERS
Sila
Mara Sov
Forrest
~Ophiuchus~
DUSKWALKERS
Nenetl
ANCIENT PINESOUR ELDERS
None
THE BRIAR PATCHOUR FUTURE
The Nursury is empty
THE SAPLINGSOUR YOUNG
Those growing into paws
THE WELCOMEDALLIES
Zelda, Midna, Beltane, Menkhet
THE BANISHEDENEMIES
None

THE SACRED TOMBSOUR SPIRIT GUARDIANS
| Roamin | Sen | Rhae | Iblis | Moth |
| Seamus | Morrigan | Paisley | Jinan | Wraith |

Announcements as of July 28, 2021

I have called you, and you have answered my call --

Do not mistake my silence for weakness, my forest kin. For I am willing to defend you with my fangs and claws, until the days come when am no longer able to. Keep an eye on the borders for Zelda and her sister Midna, because I will welcome them back into the flock on the day of their return.

The flood has left our forest home in a sorry state of disarray. I shall not tolerate this. Summer is here and we must rebuild our dens in time for winter. There is a lot of hard and dirty work ahead of us. But we shall face it together, as family, as a pack. Let's get back to work and then we shall hunt. I hunger for a feast.


From your new Alpha --

Moonshade, the Gravekeeper of Moladion

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Posted on July 7, 2014 at 06:12:19 PM by Paldor


He had watched from the shadows as the curse spread rapidly through his family, he had watched first as Vainglory had disintegrated slowly before him in his own quiet way. Some how the boy had not gotten the filthy gene like the rest of them. Paldor was not surprised, he watched all of his children at any given time, most happened when he was in a drug fueled stupor. He was clean now, one season clean actually and he had been caught off guard when his son had come to him in the middle of a fog filled dream. A dream that told him of the last dream he would ever dream again.

A vast jungle unlike any area within the lands he had known or ever would know, the mist opened up into a grand valley thick with vegitation. A large pool of water grew out of the ground and slowly began to rise up higher, flattening out to reflect what stood before it and more. His pale white pupil-less eyes stared upon the surface, at first he only views upon a fragile wolf covered in dirt and debris, the tell tail feathers that some how always managed to stay just so behind his ear, a wild look upon his eyes. But soon it begins to change, the body seems to get unmistakably thinner, as if it wastes away before your eyes.

He can see himself effectively shut down and turn feral, putting shadows from himself as he runs, watches as the mirror shows him face to face with a long drop and a watery grave as a show creeps closer and then leaps at him, a fight ensues. He understands it all now. Seated upon the jungle floor he know that the shadows are family, his son's and mate. He had pushed them away in hopes to keep them from seeing him at his weakest. And he knows now that he was witnessing the end of his duties, his son's are all old enough now it is time for the universe to reveal to him who would continue on where he would leave off.

The waters warp and the three boys stand before him, each in their own way stood out. Vainglory with his handsome features and well groomed coat, Istas in his overly fluffy body and last but not least Wraith. But his son is not as Paldor had known him before, he looks so much more like his father covered in filth, for a moment Pal smiles and knows the feelings that go through his son's mind. Of the three boys only to remains once the water settles again, Vainglory and Wraith remain and though they are close it is apparent they are not physically close. The pond lays flat now, one boy in a place of much turbulence the other in a place of solidarity. Paldor knows not to read to deeply into such a simple thing, one he knows is in Iromar still. One he focus's on more and draws the dream into his own control, sifting through images like a movie editor. Until a forest grows up tall and thick around the boy.

Wraith was in Tavoria, he would travel there no matter the cost it would bring to him, Vain had a stronger back to him than Wraith so Pal did not fear leaving one son for a father right now. He wakes with a start to find Ruvindra fast asleep, he knows that he must find his boy and soon. Bending over he gives Ruvindra a soft nuzzle "I will return shortly my love, I wish you to seek out Vain and bring him to the den. There is something he must know. Please do not worry, all will be revealed soon." He gives her a soft lick and then takes off.

It would take him a few days to get out of Iromar and into Tavoria and then to find Wraith due to not knowing where in Tav he was. When he found him he was in a rough shape, Paldor wasn't much better off either if it wasn't for Ruvindra's grooming and incessant feeding of plump hares. He seats himself in the shadows quiet as the ghost he was well known to be. Maybe he would take up stealing now that he was retired. He watches his son silently for a time as he eats his meal, "It's a good thing your mother isn't here to see this." His voice rumbled out of his throat weakly, he doesn't move, he doesn't blink he just is there. "Come with me my son, it is time we had a chat," he waits patiently for a response, he expects some form of a backlash from him it wasn't like Paldor had been a great father to any of them.

"talks like this"


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THE FOREST RANKS

THE GRAVEKEEPER

The Alpha Male of Taviora. He will accept all challenges and block any steals. He has taken an oath to protect all within the forest, alive and dead.

THE KEEPER OF SECRETS

This will be Moonshade's chosen co-alpha. They will also be able to accept challanges and steals in order to defend Taviora.

THE KEEPER OF TRUTHS

This rank will belong to the chosen heir of Taviora. This wolf will probably share Moonshade's blood. This rank can be challenged for if you believe that you are a better candidate for the job.

THE FOREST COUNCIL

Although the Alpha's have the final say in all matters, Taviora is still a pack, we are still a community. These wolves are the most senior members of our ranks. Their role is to guide, serve and protect. All of them have earned their place here and they should be respected at all times. Every position on the council can be challanged for by a subordinate pack member. However the council has the right to block a pack member from gaining the position if they have concluded that the individual has placed their own selfish desires before the best interest of the pack as a whole.

THE TUSKS

The packs lead fighter. One of the strongest and bravest in our ranks. They will answer the call to protect the forest if either of the Alpha's are absent.

THE JAWS

The packs head of defence. They are our chief hunter and guardian to all within the forest borders. They know every inch of Taviora and every wolf within.

THE HORNS

The packs most senior teacher. They are responsible for teaching and guiding all of our young and new members so that they will reach their full potential.

THE EYES

The packs trusted informant. This wolf spends a lot of their time outside the forest borders, keeping their eyes, ears and nose peeled for news or potential trouble. Due to the secretive and dangerous nature of this rank, only a wolf that the pack can trust with their lives will obtain this responsibility.

THE DARKDWELLER

This is Taviora’s Head Healer. This wolf is responsible for treating the pack's wounds, injuries and illnesses. They are also expected to be one of the first on scene when a mother goes into labour. Along with their counterpart, The Soothsayer, they will train future healers for the service of our pack and our allies.

THE SOOTHSAYER

This is Taviora’s Head Counselor. Their knowledge of healing and herbal remedies are equal to that of their counterpart, The Darkdweller. This wolf specializes in helping us conquer the unseen demons in our heads and our hearts. They are also expected to help bring all children of the forest safely into this world.

NIGHTWATCHERS

Our trusted packmates that guard the borders while the rest of us sleep safely in our dens. If something is amiss within our lands, they should be the first to intercept any threat and call for back up when needed. Some might not call themselves soldiers, but they will spill blood if push comes to shove.

DAWNSTRIDERS

The most diligent and selfless of our pack. They are up at first light and leave our inner sanctum every few days in search of prey. They hunt far and wide in order to make sure none of us go hungry. While not out hunting, they are free to relax or assist the Nightwatchers, Daylightres or Dawnstriders with their tasks.

DAYLIGHTERS

This group will make up the bulk of our pack, they are our beloved family. They are generalists and commoners who are charged with looking after the most central and sacred parts of our home. Along with The Horns, they are expected to watch out for our children. We are happy to keep all within our ranks that love and respect the forest of Taviora.

DUSKWALKERS

Rumoured to be the most free spirited and independent members of our pack, they guard when no other eyes are available. They wander down all the winding dirt paths and have been known to explore into the freelands. They are envoys and ambassadors who assist The Eyes with their duty of keeping us all safe.

ANCIENT PINES

These wolves are older and have retired from active service. We thank them for all that they have done for our pack, however long or short their tenor was. They shall live out the rest of their years with the best food, shelter and company we can offer them.

THE BRIAR PATCH

This is the name for Taviora’s nursing mothers and their litters of puppies. Once they are born, at least one parent is expected to temporarily step down from their role in order to raise their pups for the first 6 months of their lives. An exemption can be made if another mother is willing to look after the young while the parents resume their service to the pack.

THE SAPLINGS

Too big for the briar patch but not yet old enough to be called a daylighter. These are all puppies between the age of 1 and 3. Pups can start their training from 2 and above if The Horns has found a suitable Mentor for them.

THE WELCOMED

These wolves are welcome within our borders anytime of the day or night. Blocking their access will be met with disapproval and possible punishment.

THE BANISHED

They are enemies of our pack and their presence will not be tolerated within or near our home. Those caught in contact with a wolf on this list will likely share the same fate.

THE SACRED TOMBS

Our brothers and sisters that have sadly left us for their next adventures. We give thanks for their lives and we send them on with all our love, hopes and dreams. Moonshade will accept the bones of any wolf that has ever called Taviora their home and will find them a special place within our hallowed grounds. Every burial mound is individual and sacred. Tampering or messing with one will not be tolerated. A crime against the dead will be treated as though it has been committed against a living pack member.

Remember, we are always watching from the shadows ...
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