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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It was that cry upon the wind that brought my mind from it’s tangle of thoughts and considerations, my form of red and white lifted from earth as I moved to hurry forward. I had not yet scented the blood and yet such a sound held within it notes of panic and fear and a desperate call for myself and for…Sen? The voice however, was unfamiliar, my ears turning to capture the sound as my limbs broke into a steady gallop, large, heavy frame, far larger and more imposing then ever I had truly desired moved to leap and race through the tangle of trees and undergrowth that so marked my home for what it was. I knew her voice, knew her scent, remembered the female from the day of the hunt some months back. A Demon of Iromar they had called her and yet I remember still keeping her at my side and calling her friend. I had….liked the girl, I had liked speaking with her and keeping her near to myself though I had hardly known why, felt only some sense of agitation in the presence of Roamin’ and his desires to be nearer to her, my mind so unaware of the connection they had held. I had, perhaps wrongly, merely taken the boy to be a child whose youthful exuberance had interrupted these few moments I had been given to have with a wolf of Iromar, my mind determined to learn of her own thoughts on this battle of blood that has so long plagued our land. Yet it was perhaps a different battle of blood that met my eyes as it was I moved to break the tree line, paws halted and the bloodied sight of Siren and the boy, her Romain, whom lay so still at her paws.

Perhaps I do not know of the healing arts in the same manner as Sen and yet even I am so very aware that the boy is dead. His chest fails to rise, his eyes do not flicker, indeed, they no longer see at all and from the blood that is bathed across him and the reek or Iromar I have some side perhaps of what has happened. For a moment I am simply left to stare, to wonder why it is I have sought so long to bring Angel and Demon together and indeed for a moment even I was given to see what it is Heyel had so long fought against- misguided though he had become. He had, originally I believed, been born to a land and culture that sought against all the stop the needless deaths of others, to end the brutality that bleeds upon the earth before my eyes. Why? Why did I seek to help these creatures so? Maybe it is because those such as Siren exist. A new and younger generation- one that does not have to be this way, one that does not have to look upon their children as Sen looks upon Roamin now and yet- perhaps that is simply my destiny, to return to this very pack as bloodied as Siren herself for a crime committed against family my own- though I knew it not just yet as to the entire truth of her tale as the opalescent blue of my gaze lifted at last to Sirens own. Her call had been for me, though I am not entirely sure why, for never have I felt as false in the colours of my pelt as I surely have at this moment. If I were a really an Angel I would bring him back, if I truly had any power I would bring him to life again and yet I am no more helpful then Sen- can do nothing but offer the words that were whispered into my own ears as a child as I simply moved to step forward, muzzle reaching for that girl of dark and red, seeking perhaps to allow her to lean into my own frame- so much larger than her own.

“There is only one thing I can do for Romain now, would you like it if I did that for him?”

I shifted slightly once more, remaining beside her all the same, eyes resting against her own with the most open honesty to which I believe I have ever offered as I struggled to keep each word calm, to fulfil my rank and role entirely in that moment.

“I cannot fix his body Siren, I do not have that power, but perhaps I can fix his soul, perhaps I can keep it safe for you- until you see him again.”

I tried perhaps for a smile, though it seemed so very wrong and shaky upon my lips as my eyes shifted once more to Sen as he made an effort to nose at the body, to appease Siren perhaps and offer some implication of aid before my attention returned to the shadow of a girl whom rested against my side. I do not….understand females, have never felt any draw or pull towards another and yet perhaps I that moment I saw some part of myself within that girl so small, whom seemed to fit so softly against my side though I could only hope I offered some comfort as I moved to whisper those words that for so long I have known.

“Chorus angelorum te suscipiat, et lumina in cælum in circuitu.”

They are old words, so very old, believed by so many to hold a….power of sorts and even I was willing them this night, desperate to enforce their power, to use any touch of magic that existed within myself, real or imagined, to guide Romain to whatever heaven existed above. It is the Assassins Prayer and yet for years longer than any have remembered they have been spoken over those worthy of them and I was sure – that Romain was. I had…..liked him, despite his youthful play that never did I understand.

“He has gone, Siren, but his soul will be safe, kept safe for you until you are ready to see him again. I promise. One day- you will see your Romain, but for now he is…..resting, where he cannot be hurt anymore, in the sky. Those words are a prayer, asking Angels to watch over him and guide him in.”

I had to believe it- if only for her, if only to try, voice breaking slightly perhaps as it never has and yet it is a shocking thing even to my eyes to see his body so broken. Maybe I am not a true Angel, but for now, at least……I can try- for just one night, to be an Angel- for a Demon.





Solaris
41in, 185lbs || Kane x Isola || Brother of Achilles, Sage, Forfax, Haziel, Ariel, Shiloh, Hadrian, Phaedra, Calliel, Evero || Peacekeeper of Taviora



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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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