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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now the dark is taking over
show me where forever dies
As her melody dies from her lips, orange eyes turn to the blue and green of Reich. Admiring him, distracting herself. Just the sight of him has a calming effect despite it all. His excitement at coming to the mountains had not escaped her gaze, but they had been overshadowed by facing her own demon. The need to remain in control for the sake of Reich and the children is the only thing that keeps her contained. Grounded even when beneath the surface it is brewing. Gently does she tuck her head into his chest, nuzzling as her ears catch the sound of his heart. That sound was perfection. As her head stills and the rhythm of it lulls her into a sense of calm, as orange eyes close and she just listens.

It is not long before the sounds of someone approaching causes her to tense against Reich, orange eyes opening as her head is pulled away from his chest. But the wolf that appears is not the ones she seeks but before she can question this, the familiarity of the male is not lost to her and an almost faint whine breaks her lips. For before her was a perfect blend of her king and queen, Iblis and Rhae. The bond she feels with this strange male is one a member would feel towards another, this was their child when she herself had seen Rhae as the mother she never had. They had accepted her into their pack, despite the first encounter she had with Iblis. The loyalty she feels of the pair is undeniable and the fact they no longer reign will not deter her bond for them. At his words do orange eyes shift to lock onto the mismatched pair of his own, a sad smile on her lips as rasped voice breaks. "It is indeed a loss, I cared deeply for your parents Cae." She pauses, looking towards Reich briefly before speaking again. "I am Everlyse and this is Reich, it is a pleasure to meet you." The next question that comes causes a catch in her voice, "Have you heard from Rhae.. is she well?" She had not seen her queen when they had departed, the fear of knowing nothing was there. She had cared for the gentle older female.

The anticipation of his reply is drowned out by the sounds of another. A deep inhale is taken and whatever peace she found in Cae and Reich's presence is gone. For even after all these years her body's instincts go into survival mode when he is near. As the doubt of him ever changing surfaces and the need to protect herself and Reich is at hand. As head is jerked in the direction where the footsteps are coming from, orange eyes seem to harden preparing herself to see the demon of her past. Yet when she finally sees the form of Jericho she realizes he is not alone, for a silver female travels at his side. Burning orange eyes do not miss the gentled look that is on Jericho's face before he turns and their eyes lock. In that moment she remembers all the pain, the torment, every wound he had made. Her body is battling her, wanting to take of the threat before her but before she can even blink his gaze is gone, following the female. So she watches as well. First she approaches Cae greeting him, before turning to Reich. The excitement of the silver female at seeing Reich shifts the anger from Jericho to her. The jealously burning at her gut as she restrains herself, orange eyes watching with a fixation as she greets him not missing the happiness of either, who exactly was she? The quick movement in the corner of her eye has a faint growl seeping from her lips as her gaze is torn from them and to Jericho. Narrowing at the look of softness in his own gaze, it was alarming how well he knew her ticks and tell tales for when her anger got the better of her. But then again he was well familiar with them right? For he had years worth of familiarity with it as her orange eyes shift down to his leg, a faint grin on her lips knowing that despite his cruelty her own had left a mark on him.

The movement of the female brings her back. As orange eyes tightly follow the movements, not missing the half smile that is thrown in her direction. But before she can respond to the gesture, she watches as Jericho returns to her side. Almost protecting her, as her gaze bounces back between the two. The questions building as she watches the way he seems to lean into her, shield her. At the voice of the female she turns, ears flicker at the introductions. Answering her question as to whom she was and the reason of Reich's excitement of seeing her. A slight tilt of her head is given as the warm dark eyes of Daenerys find her own, the pause her voice takes is accompanied by a stare that neither seem to want to break. Both assessing one another, before finally does that his name fall from her lips lacking the life it had held earlier and she cannot stop the ruffle of her fur at hearing it. It is all she can do not to snap, spit, attack. But the fact her children lay so close nearby has her instead biting her tongue, as she turns into the contact of Reich. The taste of blood heavy in her mouth as the tight tension in her body can fool none. As she tries to calm herself, knowing Reich can feel her turmoil.

Each breath that is pulled in is of him, that scent seems to do odd things to her state of mind. Even the question from Daenerys does not pull her away just yet from the keeps of Reich. Until finally does she turn, lingering on Jericho then Daenerys yet never losing contact with him. "I am Everlyse and this is Reich, though I think you've already met... She pauses, looking to Reich despite the words that are for the queen. "We seek shelter, Asteraia is lost to us.. My children need safety from the winter elements.."Pulling her gaze from Reich to the pair before her, until her gaze is locked on Jericho. "I had heard you were here, though I am surprised to see the truth in that.." The tension pulling at her rasped words is accompanied with a ruffle of her hairs. "You look.. worried Jericho." She pauses allowing some of the anger to slip through by the raising of her lips. "You protect her.. why..." Orange eyes glance at Daenerys before turning back to him.

Despite the sudden release of aggression there is a pained look in those orange eyes. For here was her tormenter turned what, good? And he was protecting a queen? Is that why she meant so little to him, she held no power? Is that why she was not worth saving, is that way he instead felt the need to abuse her? "Why Jericho?.." Why her? Rasped voice spits, but their is pain laced within it. Why her? Why not his sister? As the aggression and pain eat away at her instead of acting on it she turns back into Reich, trying to regain her control in fear that she would mess this up and she and Reich would have to take the children elsewhere when the threat of snow hung so heavy in the air.
everlyse
MATE; IFRIT - IMPRINT; REICH - OF NO WHERE
VLADIMIR, CAMILLA, PANZER, AND SEMELE [x IFRIT]


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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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