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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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Posted on March 30, 2015 at 10:52:31 PM by Ailith

Ailith
They try to remember, but still they forget
That the heart beats in three's
Just like a waltz
and nothing can stop you from dancing
We had been evicted. A female of white had come in and shattered the peace of the rolling plains. With her followed the shadows of moladion, those of death and darkness that would put those who stayed in danger. The rolling hills, which had been filled with life, seemed to empty almost immediately upon the victory cry of the female. The wolves of the plains were leaving, no longer welcome or safe in the place they once called home. Natu was no exception to this, nor was I. My sister was quick to gather her pups together and her mate and escort them out of the packlands and into the unknown. I followed quietly on their heals, full of uncertainty. Yet I was certain of one thing: this was not the first home I had lost.

It seemed that fate had decided to deal me another cruel blow by taking away any stability in my life. I had so little in my life, that taking away my home was a tough blow on my already damaged and delicate psyche. I knew that I was destined to die alone, and now ever Eric was starting to turn away from me. I blame the Arnapalaaq Seline, who had him wrapped around her little finger, poisoning any good left in him that I saw. The only one I had left was Natu, and even then she was left distraught by the death of her adopted son Sven. I could not burden her with my sadness, not when she had a family to raise while dealing with her own sadness.

So I quietly followed behind the family as the searched for a new home. I had submitted to the idea of being anywhere that Natu was, as it offered me some form of comfort now that Eric was not someone I could turn to. If I could, I would sever our bond to save him the pain that I caused him, to save him from ever having to make a choice between me and his mate; i'm sure Seline would approve of this choice. But let me tell you, if she ever, ever hurts him, I would personally hunt her down and kill her, without remorse or a second thought. After all, no matter how innocent and pure Eric thought I was, I was still a trained killer, and the only thing holding me back from her was Eric.

As I walked in the shadow, I looked up to the peaks of the mountains in the distance: the peaks I used to call home. My heart ached with a distance homesickness I had long since pushed away. It was the first place I had gone when I moved to Moladion, it was where I made my start in this world. I had given it up to follow Natu and her family to Asteraia. But now that was gone, and I had no home. Apart of me pulled me back to the mountain, but another part pulled me along with Natu and her family as they went to Taviora. It left me conflicted.

As they approached the border of Taviora, I stopped dead in my tracks, causing them to stop and turn to me in curiosity. "She thinks she's going to go back to Spirane to live there........but she will always come visit you all the time, because she loves you so much," I say, my face shadowed to hide my sadness is leaving them, but at the same time I felt like I was doing the right thing.

I looked up and smiled at them, and they nodded and smiled at me, turning and continuing on their way to the forest pack. My blue gaze watched them until they were gone and then I turned and headed to the mountain. It was almost like the mountain was calling me back to it, but there was fear in my gut as I moved slowly towards the pack border: would they accept me back in? I had left them so abruptly. Would Daenery's accept me, or turn me away for leaving? All questions I was about to face head on, as I approached the bottom of the mountain, eyes casting up to what once was home.

I stopped right at the border, not even daring to place a hair over until I was sure how I was going to be received. I stood in silence for a moment, and then lifted my head, releasing a beautifully, sad song. It called for Daenerys or anyone that would come.

{10 years/Tied to Eric/Loves/Spirane}

Love what you have, and you'll have more love
You're not dying
Everyone knows you're going to love
Though theres still no cure for crying
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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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