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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you are the light, to my soul
you are my purpose, you're everything
The soothing elements of the mountain had become a lifeline to the child, though it would never be her birth home of the plains it was quickly becoming a place where she could call home. The arrival of spring among the peaks had given her an element of beauty she had never witnessed before and it was all pale eyes could do to try and absorb all within her little trips away from the den. Today she had stumbled along a patch of wildflowers, ones very different than those found among the plains but still a temptation she cannot resist. As the edge of her nose grazes against the petals and she inhales the sweet aroma that soothes her soul. The soft and delicate petals a caress along her face as she carefully moves within them. Pale eyes focused on the way the wind seems to make them dance around her, swaying to the rhythm only they know. The sight is is surreal and the child cannot resist laying down among them, careful not to crush the growing blossoms on the way down. Pale green eyes at level to the show they were giving, a private scene. To think she was here among them now is one she cannot stop, from the death of her father to the overtaking of Asteraia and now here in Spirane with their flowers. Was it wrong of her to feel at peace within in? When so many bad things had occurred to bring her here?

The time seems to lapse until the child is slightly dozing within the cluster, the serene land lulling her. That is until a distant howl causes her ears to perk, pale green eyes lazily blink open, enjoying the welcomed sight of the flowers once more until it registers just exactly who had been making the call. With a quick start she rises, stumbling slightly for her body had already began the excited wiggles. As she turns, over stepping the flowers in her attempt to dash away. Breifly does she pause, gentle jaws breaking away a few of the flowers and then she is running. Running to her family, a gentle smile on her lips around the flowers she had just picked.

By the time she reaches the den a certain level of timidness overtakes her and for a moment she paces outside the den wondering if she would be allowed within. Ears lace back in nervousness as she steps quietly to the entrance, peeking around the corner as pale eyes try to see within. The fresh scent of soil is the first to hit her and then mommy and reich's scent followed by three unknowns. Three. Three new siblings. When she had first heard the news that her mommy was going to be having more puppies she had been confused, for her daddy was not here how could she being having babies without daddy? It is then she was told that her daddy was not going to be their daddy but Reich. For a brief moment it hurt, it hurt to hear that mommy had to her forgotten daddy. For in her mind not even death could destroy a bond such as that. It was hard to accept that even when she had not voiced it, mommy knew though. Understood the torn feeling of elation and betrayal. The more time passes the feelings of hurt passed leaving only room for excitement, to think she would have little brothers and sisters was by far a greater outcome. Until now. For as she stands here peaking in, the guilty thought of being replaced by her new siblings is a foreign feeling and she wants to reject the feeling but it is there. Would mommy forget her, forget Camilla, Vladimir, and Panzer in the light of her new children?

A brave step is taken in, ears perking at the sounds of mewling puppies within. Pale eyes are quick to seek the white plush of her mother who lay up against the back wall, a black body formed to her side. Another step, revealing herself to her mommy and Reich as her little body wiggles, a gentle smile and soft pale eyes looking to Reich before glancing to the sleeping body of her mother. She pauses for a moment at this, not wanting to wake her mommy up, glancing to Reich for acceptance to continue. She did not want to have them mad at her for entering without the okay. But as she waits pale eyes lower to find the small bodies that lay nestled near the plush of her mommy's tummy and the need to be invited is out the window. For before she realizes it she is there standing before them, looking down at the new lives of her siblings.

They were beautiful. Three little lives created by her mother and Reich. Two little sisters and brother, each a well blended combination of the the two. From white and black, much like the coloring of her sister Illa. A light whine laces her lips as she lowers her head, the edge of her nose caressing the little ones, nuzzling them as if to test whether or not they are real. And at the warmth she finds beneath her nose a heart melting smile takes her lips, before she places a lingering kiss on each of them. Whatever battle she faced at their arrival is gone at the sight and touch of them and all she feels is an unbelievable love tying her to them. At remembering what she held in her jaws she is quick to drop one along each pup, a welcoming present. As she sits backs, watching them with a fascination she cannot explain, glancing at Reich with a smile as her tail thumps within the fresh soil. "They are incredible..." The soft and sweet caress of her words revealing the statement on a breathless whisper. "..Congratulations Papa Reich.." Grinning at him at the end of those words before she turns looking down at her sleeping mommy. "Is she well?" She knew how hard birthing her and her siblings had been and the fear that maybe once more it had occurred slithers in. Her journey into the arts of healing was new and she knew not of anything to help but it would not stop her from seeking out another should it be true. So she waits quietly shifting her gaze between the new siblings to her mother, all the while knowing that her heart that day was growing in order to fit her newest siblings. She would love them forever, that was set in stone.
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you steal my heart and take my breath away
ONE - CRONE OF SPIRANE - SISTER OF SIX - NO HEART - NO SOUL - IFRIT & EVERLYSE


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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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