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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
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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Her tail wagged gently at Natu’s offer of shelter for the night and welcome to travel through the mountainous region whenever needed. This marked the second territory she was given access to and by her nature as a loner it pleased her to know that more space to wander had been opened up to her and her imprint, for he had promised to go where she went though she was not entirely sure where life was taking her presently. She still had much to figure out in how things would progress with both her Sun and her Moon and it was only with the faintest hope that it wouldn’t leave either of them hurting. Still her golden ears perk forward at Ragnarok’s response and acceptance for both of them, his assurance of the den at their back a comfort even as the winds continued to pick up around them.

It seemed to be a late summer storm, trailing behind all others even as autumn came upon the land but with no less speed and fury than its brethren as the skies continued to darken around her. Part of her wished t retreat in to the cava already, to be alone with her soul once more and get answers to the questions that still ran around her head, and most likely give answer to the questions now plaguing him. She managed a smile and to concentrate on the present as a sly glint traced across Ragnarok’s eyes at the mention of being here more often. She could not deny it was an interesting prospect, the idea of settling in a place with him, taking over his families den and even plotting some kind of a future. It was the furthest in to the future she had ever allowed herself to think. As a loner her thoughts were oft consumed by the present or very near future. What would she eat next? Where would she bed that night? Looking constantly over your shoulder didn’t give you much time to dream or plan a life; it was do or die constantly.

Yet here, in this place, there was the hint of a future she might never have imagined before were it not for Ragnarok. For him alone her soul sang and she found a tether to this world she had not had before, and could not expect to find again. The thought of Neirin crossed her mind and her face fell, though all that she did here felt right there was a twinge of the wrongness, of the fact that her Sun might not approve or enjoy such ideas. Was it his fault she had come across her imprint so shortly after meeting him? She had gone from zero to sixty, never having founded any relationships before and now being at a crossroads between two of them. Closer to the edge every moment.

Still she kept up a smile, nodding alongside Ragnarok’s words. “It would be a pleasure to spend more time familiarizing my wandering paws with the paths these mountains no doubt hold.” The conversation continue and Church found her brow knitting a bit in confusion and a glimpse of understanding about the trailing scars she had questioned about. They seemed to speak over her, situations she did not fully understand but still attempted to grasp at. She managed the fact that these fight must not be terribly uncommon if this wolfess was also familiar with them, but also that there was much more to it as Ragnarok seemed imploring Natu not to speak further of it. The fact that she too might be involved somehow in healing him of this mysterious ailment was not missed. She bit back the growing questions that threatened to tumble out. Clearly this was a situation that they must discuss in private; however it grew harder to maintain a façade of understanding when she was so confused. Tact was never her strong suit.

She caught his ice-blue eyes as the turned toward her in a mixture of reassurance and pleading to hold those same questions at bay. He knew her confusion, felt it as easily as he felt her anxiety but for him she remained silent. At a loss she simply stood there watching the exchange, nothing to add to the topic her only option would be to interject some new train of thought but the tension in the air was as thick as the humidity. The idea of jokingly talking about the weather tickled her subconscious, but surely such attempts at humor would fall flat.

timberwolf // female // 36in - 98lbs // six // imprint of ragnarok // mate to neirin // loner // riley
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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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