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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

M�l�e, 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

❥ Pregnant | ^ Pending Promotion | ✘ Stolen | Away

too much. it was simply too much to ask to be allowed to mend himself from the untold years he had spent damaged by the death of his life-long love and refound imprint. it was too much to ask to be able to give his offering, meager as the queen now treated it, and to leave his son to the majesty of the life he had built with his own four paws. too much to be allowed to feel what little spark of hope there was to be had in realizing that there was something beyond the soul that could still warm you at night in memory of, in thought of, in hope of. too much. he asked for nothing, yet he asked too much.

the queen he had called out of the three strangers present seems prickled by his greeting, though the same greeting from the female�s mouth - oh, yes, he saw the signs of what she was to his son. that dilation of pupil spiraling out and then in till the pupils were pinpoints. he knew it and he would not touch that circumstance with a ten foot pole� but alas, what he did need to touch on seemed entire out of the grasp of the woman his son�s age who was otherwise more embittered by his offering than he had ever had the pleasure of experiencing before if simply over his very quietly given alliance if anything that natu needed could be gotten by him.

her bristle, her discontentment, no matter the pretty face that was laid over it like a doily over a scuff on a fancy wooden table, is clear enough� and he is ever more cautious as he progresses, eyes suddenly sharper despite the deadness to them, more intent and with the barest raise of his half-mast held head. �Protector Daenerys, Mountainborn, you mistake offering help for presumption of weakness. it is not that an alpha is weak because of the might of a follower. nor is a mate�s strength lessened by it�s pair or an imprint made weak by it�s partner. help is not weakness, nor is offering it the presumption of it.� his voice is more careful, though the furrow in his brow that grows by a fraction is enough proof that he fights with his saying even so much when she had belatedly accepted a fraction of the aid he offered�

but his quiet correction of her presumption, one he likely ought to have let go, is the least of his problems. His quiet tones clearly were not quiet enough to not stir his son from his imprint and for that he is greeted with nothing less than hostility. full bristled body, �Where�s Mother?�

it is not in him to fight this, to fight his son over a loss that wounded him even deeper than the boy�s hate could ever reach. �she is with Moon Mother-- she is gone.� a slip, a slip that pains him more because his son would never see the beauty of nanruan mythos. he would not know moon mother, would not realize it is moon mother�s light that had showed him the beauty that could be had in spiders of the mountains. what would this red boy care, fiery like his mother, fenrir could already see it would not matter what he said now. �she is gone.�

but his eyes now do not fall, his head does not lower but lift, his eyes full of everything that had happened and not between him and the woman who took his soul with her when she perished. for that moment, fueled by the memory left to him of his imprint, he is more whole, more like the wolf that he could almost be with natu on the hillside just beyond spirane borders. on this one thing he will not be moved, on this one thing he will raise his head and stand his ground. on this one thing� glad to be on only the edge of a border and not over it. �your ladyship, if i have overstayed my welcome for you and yours, i will leave--- but if i have not, may i speak to your companion?� no claim of rights to do so, but no plea either. �and if it suits your other visitor, of course.� his eyes turn to taliesin�s imprint in turn, a small mist of something between envy and pity in his eyes as he turns back to look at daenerys once more.

FENRIR
the dragonborn ; of scotavia
male | 17 years | 37 inches | 150 pounds
tactician of the fantastic four | fond of natu

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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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