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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It was just so easy to be around her. Never before had he held any bonds so close with anyone. He knew it was thanks to the influence of the Soul bond that he let her in that he was able to allow this to happen. Still though he doubted he would be so receptive with any others. It was hard after being alone for so many years to let anyone in. He was just so used to being a lone soldier in a war only he could fight that he couldn’t allow someone close to get hurt. Church though was different. Her presence didn’t instill any annoyance or fear for her safety, it was quite the opposite he only wished to forever be bathed in her light and sink his fangs into anything that dare threaten her. Nothing would even get close. Ever.

Her shoulder pressed into his own brining on his revolve stronger than ever an all too natural urge to protect her only growing stronger the longer they stayed together. Of course now he never wished to be away from her and she hoped she felt the same. It just felt so natural to be with her in her presence and alongside of her just like they were now. However the brute was not unaware of how her aquamarine eyes rolled over the deep scars upon his shoulder. Something to talk about he supposed but a door he wasn’t sure he was willing to open yet at the same time. Just as her own mind slipped away to the thoughts of her mate he didn’t even know she had though even if he did Ragnarok wouldn’t have been certain he wouldn’t have done everything all over again. How could he resist after all? She was his soul and he wished nothing more than to do what they were right now. It hadn’t really occurred to him one of the brothers she mentioned staying with was her mate.

As they crossed the borders he gave a healthy leap upwards long legs easily allowing him to jump high up onto the bolder allowing her the opportunity to skirt up behind. Her paws seemed well trained to the rugged edges of the mountain though she had wandered as he had for most of her life so it wasn’t exactly surprising she took to it well. As he spoke of the den she replied and he hardly thought of the view. Growing up there it was just normal for him and while he had wandered everywhere he took the sight from his home for granted having woken up every day to see it. Still though he was certain for someone who didn’t perhaps it was nice. ”I certainly don’t think it is to die for.” He said giving her a narrowed brow and a chuckle. He wanted to say something romantic, but bit his tongue not allowing such things to slip from his maw upon a girl he had only just met no matter how much he felt it was true. She was more beautiful than any view from his journeys, and certain was worth dying for. Perhaps in time he would be able to voice such thins allowed but for now they stayed just as trapped in his mind as the demons.

He moved up higher into the mountains, unsure if any of the Mountain Dwellers would stop him. He didn’t care if they did, he wasn’t harming a thing brining in Church to show her their lands wasn’t here to kill their prey or harm their members, though perhaps if they did stop him he would offer some sort of alliance to allow him the free reign to wander the lands whenever he pleased. For now though he wasn’t worried going up the rocky outcrops tail waving until it was caught in the jaws of his Light. She wanted games he would give her games.

He turned leaping down and over her before slipping his rather large form under her own and twisting so that they were parallel, her head sitting near his own before piggy backing her while pouncing along. She wasn’t all the heavy for sure and her form was so small in comparasson to his it was easy even along the crags. He laughed not sure how long she would stay there, but he certainly enjoyed the feeling of them being so close it both empowered him and relaxed him at the same time as well as spurred him to move with the grace and ease his mother’s angel blood provided him. Sure he wasn’t going as fast, but it certainly was fun to carry her as far as she would allow and allow her to see from his height for a change.

Ragnarok
Victim of His Own Creations

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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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