Change was long overdue in Spirane. Now that I have learned who is still an active presence within the pack, the ranks have been updated. As I once took time away from the pack, so too now shall Kalseru. Know that she is still second in command of the pack, as is reflected in her rank. Once you are familiar with the new ranking system, if you would like to change positions or move up in the ranks you need only ask. Let this be a time of new life in Spirane, and a promise of great things to come!
When the snows fall and the white winds blow, the lone wolf dies, but the pack survives. - - Nymeria
Death Makes Angels of Us All .Open to Any. IP: 71.97.28.71 Posted on July 27, 2014 at 03:00:03 AM by Raven
By spring I will be two years old. I have been alone even before I turned one. Mother had stayed long enough to nurse me and keep me alive. Though I wasn’t protected by my own Father either. For some reason he disappeared too. Perhaps because Mother left him he needed to hide himself away. I know Mother and Father are not perfect for one another and if they had a choice, perhaps I wouldn’t have been born. Yet here I am. I guess I should thank the Fates, I mean, if my parents were not imprints to one another then I wouldn’t be here today. I am so far from home. From what I understand Iromar is my pack, I have no choice in the matter, and so I must make do with what I have. Mother does teach me things and allow me at her side from time to time in the outer lands, but I know she is only tolerating my presence for my benefit instead of her own. No one else in my pack spends much time with me. Even though I keep to myself most of time I do think it is simply because I am my Father’s Daughter. A wolf born of Loner and Omega, it is a rough stigma to hold.
Though today I am not feeling that burden on my shoulders. Today I am quietly moving towards the borders of Spirane. I was given a task and I am hoping to achieve what is required of me. If I go back as a failure I am sure it would be no surprise to Andras. Why he keeps me around I do not know, but I guess I should have my Mother to thank. If she made a deal with him it must have been a pretty good one. I am glad he is giving me this chance. He said was I was younger that I was to attend some sort of Demon ceremony and I hope that is when I can be accepted into the fold. The stench of unfamiliar wolves reach my nose and I instantly lower my head and tail slightly as I sit down at the invisible barrier. My darkened violet eyes scan the area quietly as I make note of the colorful cold season starting to take effect of the vegetation. It is odd. Not being in lands of mud and swamp. My ebony fur is quite bright as it shines underneath the golden rays of the sun, I had washed all of the gunk of the swamp before I came. My crimson markings seem much darker now that I have gotten older. I may look like a Demon, but I am never called one. Hopefully they will allow me in, just so I can see, just so I can learn. Perhaps I can even have a little fun. My crimson ears fall back as I lift my head letting out a soft cry for any to hear, it is a kind call for any to come. I am young. I am innocent. Maybe I can be useful for a change if not to my own pack then perhaps to them.
.: Iromar :: Tick Tock x Chael :: Caged to No One :: Is Watched by No One :: Jail<3 :.
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**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