AbhorsenThe Wielder
Nymeria
DyrimThe Speaker
None
BelgaerThe Thinker
Kalseru
SaranethThe Binder
Vortigern
AstaraelThe Weeper
None
ClayrThe Seer
Moonfeather
KibethThe Walker
None
ScionIn Waiting
None
MosraelThe Waker
Yuki
CharterThe Power
None
RannaThe Sleeper
None
AmbassadorsDiplomats
Viserion, Myrcella
ShinersHealers
Eldrax
FalconersHunters
Rhaegal, Tychon, Alagai, Paxton, Visenya
BerserkersWarriors
Drogon, Icarus

OutridersScouts
Greywind, Rhaenys, Arthfael
MagesThieves & Spys
Bastille, Samus
RemembrancersCaretakers & Historians
Dandelion, Semele

EldersHonored Retirees
Daenerys, Sleekwing, Tyrion
KinfolkThe Pack
Mêlée, Ashitaka
Emer, Bran, Jabari, Vaella, Cadeyrn, Berwyn, Nerys, Jubilee, Ashur, Reine, Icarus, Kricket, Navarre, Leilani, Jakuta
BairnsPuppies
None
AmateursIn Training
Vhagar

NehimaAllies
Diveen
YraelGuests
None
OrannisEnemies
None

The TombsOur Fallen Family
MoonGlow, Alcide, Sorcha, Fjallraven,
Pan, Grayson, Ravenna, Niviaq


News 08.08.2021
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



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Death Makes Angels of Us All
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death makes angels of us all and gives us wings
where we had shoulders smooth as ravens claws.

As I slowly enter into the realm of the mountain wolves I make sure to keep in mind that my moves be gentle and slow. I must not make sudden quick or sharp movements, just in case I cause Natu to be afraid of me. That is not something I would like her to feel, especially since she welcomed me in without anyone else to protect her. I wouldn’t attack her, not unless I had a need to, and as of right now I do not. I keep my head low, out of respect, for this is not my home and I am not even an adult yet. She is older than me and I am in her good graces to be here. I must not do anything to anger her for she could always attack me and send me away. Andras wanted me to get information and I am afraid to let him down. I do not want to get him or anyone else the excuse to treat me as they treat Father. I must do all that I can, whatever the cost, that would make me most useful- right? I find the swish of her tail a comforting thing and I start to relax, slightly, pleased to stand normally, but having my tail stay low. As she answers my questions I cannot help, but give her a somber look.


“I am sorry to hear that, but that is good you have someone now. I would imagine it would be a bit frightening not knowing who was in charge and who wasn’t. But everything is better now right? No more fights, everyone knows their path.”


I am not sure what would happen if someone fought Andras for the Alpha position. I mean I can’t imagine someone wanting to go up against him. He and Lilith are absolutely terrifying. They remind me of Mother. They are all easy to anger and it is best to stay out of there way should they want to take their rage and anger out on anyone or anything. I do my best not to stick so close to the Alphas. I just keep to myself. Every now and then I can sense someone watching me when I roam the marshes by myself. From the faint scent of the wind I can tell it is the demon that shares a similar scarred face as my Mother’s. I am not sure if he cares a lot for me or not, but it feels nice being watched…I think? Tilting my ebony skull to the side I look to her before my violet eyes shift to the bright blue skies, contemplating on what my role in this life truly was.


“I always wondered what my path would be like. I’ve never really dreamed of becoming something before. I’ve just felt like I just needed to get by.”


I may have been born from imprints, but they did not love one another. At least Mother didn’t share the same feelings as Father’s. I was made only to please Father, but Father disappeared. So, I guess I really wasn’t wanted. Thus my never ending need to please those that already hold some sort of value. All I want is to feel like I am of some sort of worth, that someone wants me around, anyone would do really. So long as I hold some worth to them. Perhaps once I accomplish what is required of me maybe Andras can tell me that he is proud, maybe he can tell me that I hold some worth…even if it is small. So long as I can feel like I am something maybe I’ll be okay. My crimson banner sways side to side in a friendly gesture. I cannot help but crack a very small smile. Even though I have been speaking a lot, my voice remains hoarse from misuse, and it sounds much more in strained than before.


“My den is on a hill looking over the marshes…it kept me dry and safe from the predators. But yes, it was a bit difficult, when I was much smaller I kept getting stuck. Now that I am a bit taller, I still get stuck, but I manage to pry myself out before the gators can get me.”


Her offer to lead me to the mountains and to see all of this land is something that I just cannot help, but be pleased to do such a thing. I am hoping that as we start to connect she will divulge more information about her pack and if I have to provide her the same information, then I shall. I cannot help but provide her a wide grin, wonder in my eyes as my tail wags far too quickly to stay on my rump. I am pleased to accept this request and I hope she can hear the sincerity in my hoarse voice.


“Really? I would like that very much!”


Raven.
2 year | No Love | No Imprint | Iromar | Tick Tock x Chael

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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
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