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: 124.168.29.26
Posted on July 12, 2014 at 10:26:52 PM by Solaris
 “Yes Ever, I do believe you are right, it is the wolves whom make the pack, not the blood within them.” It was with the sound of a soft chuckle of another that the violet blue of my gaze was lifted to rest upon a small female as she spoke, the girl wandering forward as Shiloh moved to seat herself nearby, my head merely inclined in a nod towards her before my gaze moved to rest upon the one whom spoke. I did not know this female, she had not moved to greet myself as a child as the Alphess of this land once had and yet she had answered my call this day and as such I was content within her presence, my own towering form moved to sit in some effort to appear less fearsome, less towering, though even seated my height and bulk so far outweighs any other. Perhaps though, in time, Shiloh herself, a mirror of grandmother Kiska will grow to rival such a thing. I do not value my own size, would have preferred perhaps, to remain smaller, lighter, less intimidating for it is that I desire that which I achieve be done through word, not violence nor the fear of it. The words of the female, see my own head tilt slightly, that which she speaks holding some indication of right, that she had planned to travel to Taviora assuring myself indeed that perhaps this is the Peacemaker of the Spirane pack. Her words are pleasant enough, her respect for her leader assured and indeed I find this a pleasing thing to my mind. A respected leader is a powerful one, one capable of commanding those beneath them- not with fear but with mutual respect and I find that to be far more powerful then any other. “Taviora shares your belief in her capability, hence why it is we have come this day- Lavender. It would seem already you know my name, this is my sister Shiloh and this is Everchime, she has come to see a friend.” I gestured to each in turn, once more struggling to remember if it was I had met this wolfess before. It would be a shameful thing, I think, to not remember our meeting if there had been one and yet…my mind is a busy thing, especially of late, my thoughts turned to what soon approaches and as such some thoughts are given to hold so much more of my attention. It can only be hoped she takes no offense to my seeming uncertain of out having met. Her words in regards to blood are met with a nod once more, the smallest touch of a smile alighting my features as it is done, thickened tail curling about my limbs as I rest upon the border line. Indeed, it is I know well of blood, of both its blessings and its curses, though now is not the time for such talks. The hunt. It is then that understanding finds my gaze, of course, it had been there that I had seen her as I struggled to keep Suomi at bay and so much of my attention had lingered upon Siren that day, though why I could not say. Lavender- the hunt. Another smile traces my lips now as this memory stirs. It is good indeed to see her so well, to see what she may have risen to become and as such my tail was given to wave in some momentary appreciation before she spoke now of friends. “We have all gathered now, though it is only myself and Shiloh whom have come to talk of friendship, Everchime merely wishes to visit as I have said, perhaps you would not mind her entering your lands to seek him?” My gaze lifted to Lavender’s own in that moment, seeking permission for Everchime to find her old companion and visit with him as she so desired, her intentions nothing beyond this I was assured and indeed if it is an alliance we are to have then I do not see why such an offer should be refused if it is the one she seeks has not heard my own call or smelt her upon the wind. Yet it was the scent of another that caught my attention in this moment, head turning now to look upward and into the mountain, eyes resting upon the sight of two others, a wolf of snow and another of light and coal. They remained away, did not seek company and as such I merely offered a nod of sorts before returning my attention to Lavender. “Taviora holds interest in renewing our friendship with the mountain, if it is you believe Spirane holds this same interest, lavender. We would seek alliance with you this day, if it is you will tell me upon what terms you seek our agreement.” It was then that the movement of another caught my gaze, a flicker of….gold upon snow, my head inclined once more as another began to approach, gaze moved now to Ever. “I believe your friend is approaching, Everchime.” ((I will post Pan shortly for you Snack)) Peacekeeper of Taviora |
Replies:
- the wastes of my heart - By shiloh July 13, 2014 at 05:20:15 PM
- - i have never been nothing. - By daenerys July 13, 2014 at 11:10:01 PM
= Finding Neverland = - By Pan July 19, 2014 at 12:19:43 PM
Such a pretty little flower - By Lavender July 21, 2014 at 01:21:08 AM
{ The Rising Son } - By Solaris July 30, 2014 at 11:17:39 AM
rainbows of sunshine. - By Everchime August 1, 2014 at 08:16:19 PM
fortune favors the brave - By NATU August 3, 2014 at 03:41:37 AM
- - i have never been nothing. - By daenerys August 15, 2014 at 06:24:05 PM
[It's Now or Never] - By Sven August 22, 2014 at 01:58:55 PM
{ The Rising Son } - By Solaris September 2, 2014 at 05:53:27 AM
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| Return to Top **Any position may be challenged for at any time. Please privately contact Nymeria and she will decide the type and style of challenge appropriate to the rank. Abhorsen - The Wielder: Alpha female and Queen of Spirane. Her word is final in all matters. Vows to protect and lead those who call the mountain home. Her Council Belgaer - The Thinker: Second in Command, this wolf is the Abhorsen's most trusted compatriot and confidant. In the Abhorsen's absence, they are able to speak with her authority. Saraneth - The Binder: Chosen mate of the Abhorsen. They can settle pack disputes, accept members, assign tasks, and leads the pack during hunts, in times of war, or in cases where the Abhorsen is not present. Scion - The Successor: The Abhorsen's heir, training to one day fill her paw prints. This wolf must become adept in multiple trades. This wolf is expected to become proficient in healing, fighting, hunting, diplomacy, and thievery. They are expected to lend assistance to any of the other ranks if ever needed. The Bells Dyrim - The Speaker: Lead diplomat and is often times sent out to maintain good relations with allied packs. Charged with educating the Ambassadors in diplomatic ways. Astarael - The Weeper: The commander and lead warrior of the pack. Charged with teaching the Berserkers the art of battle. Clayr - The Seer: Charged with the pack's health, and in teaching the Shiners and those who wish to pursue the art of healing. Kibeth - The Walker: The leader of the Guard. They are the foremost line of defense, charged with securing the borders and bringing pertinent information from within and without the pack to the appropriate wolf. They also lead the Outriders. Ranna - The Sleeper: Assists the queen in guarding from theft as well as advising her of news and gossip from the whole of Moladion. Charged with teaching the Mages about theft, secret keeping, and overall sneakiness. Allowed to make and block steals. Mosrael - The Waker: Caretaker and storyteller of the pack, also the head pupsitter. Often times this wolf will look after the pack's youth and educate them of Spirane and Moladion's history. Leads the Remembrancers in pup watching. Charter - The Power: The master hunter of the pack. Leads and organizes all hunts and teaches the Falconers the art of the hunt. The Classes Berserkers: Warriors and hunters of the pack. Falconers: The pack hunters Mages: Thieves and secret keepers of the pack. Allowed to make and block steals. Ambassadors: Diplomats of the pack. Shiners: Healers of the pack. Outriders: The pack scouts who bring all news of happenings across Moladion back. Remembrancers: Wolves of a kind nature who look after the younger wolves of the pack. These wolves may wish to learn more about healing, but this is not a requirement. Bairns: The young pups of the pack Amateurs: Youth of the pack still finding their place Kinfolk: The general populance of the pack Elders: Respected retirees who still offer wisdom and insight |
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