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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At the sound of her name, do pale eyes look toward Hyrule. A slight wiggle present in her body that was had nothing to do with the storm, excitement at seeing him once more so evident in her fragile appearance. At her question of whether or not all were unharmed and safe from the storm she is quick to nod, pleased to hear this. But briefly does she look to the princes as if to certain they too were quite well, a shy smile to each before she lands on the dark prince, her smile growing despite the rush of warmth to her cheeks. For he had been so nice to her after her blunder at the story, when she had so rudely invaded his space. Yet her focus is soon broken by the contact of another and her delicate head soon turns and pale eyes glance at Hyrule, the cheerfulness he exuded forced her own happiness to burst out, their friendly teasing bringing a low soft laughter to escape. At the sound of his voice again does she still, leaning in to hear his words over the roar of the wind. And the burst of a smile that escapes her lips is grand. "Sounds very brave of you.. Looks you say? I am most certainly glad you did not consider me an enemy then." She found nothing in his appearance that would perhaps send someone running, but her trust in his words allow her to think nothing else. Pleased she had not been chased away by the gate keeper of Diveen.

It is not long after her question of directions, no longer wanting to bother the boys that one of the princes, Rhaegal mentions a cave. Unsure what to do at the proclamation she just sits silently, not wanting to be a bother more than she already was. But just as quickly as that thought forms Viserion adds his own voice and the child soon realizes she was included in the mix. Their offer to escort her home was very kind of them and she cannot help the sway of her tail and thankful smile on her lips as she offers her voice. "Thank you, if it's not too much trouble." The soft soothing tone of her voice belaying the fact that she did not want to burden them and truly was thankful for the offer, for she honestly had no idea just where she was on the peaks and who better than the princes who perhaps knew every path to guide her home. As if that settled the matter, they all seemed to move. Pale green eyes admiring their larger bodies compared to her own. Watching at the little effort was needed to push against the storm, as she moves to rise the warmth of another causes her to look by her side, noticing the lack of wind brushing along her body. The towering figure of Drogon and she is momentarily stilled. Unsure of his closeness, as pale green meet the deep red and then he steps and she mimics instinctively. It is then she understands and a grin breaks out and she glances towards him. "Thank you Drogon." It is a whisper on her lips, for he seemed the quietest of the bunch and perhaps would appreciate the quiet words so as not to draw attention.

As they move closer to the den, the question up ahead of something called an alligator causes her brows to pull, confusion at this as she glances toward her towering friend that blocked the wind. "What's an alligator? Is that a flower? Do we have them?" Not once since living within Asteraia and Spirane had she heard such a word. Whatever it was lived in Iromar, wherever that was. As she looks up at him in her confusion, but then again should this Iromar pertain a flower she had not seen before perhaps she should take a trip to see it. Maybe Hazie would like an alligator? It sounded very manly so maybe he would actually wear it. As she smiles slightly at the image of Hazie sporting an alligator. Perhaps the boys would like one too? It was Viserion who mentioned it after all, maybe if she gave them all alligators they could be friends! As her smile grows bigger at the thought. Pale green eyes still looking for those deep red, hoping she was correct.

It is not long and the snow beneath her feet gives way to the cavern floor. Her and Drogon the last to enter as pale green eyes find the bodies of Hyrule, Viserion, and Rhaegal. A blooming smile on her lips and then pauses to glance up at Drogon, those pale green eyes speaking of her gratitude for his help, for not once had she faltered like she had before. For a moment she steps off to the side, a good shake ridding what flakes lay upon her grey roaned back, the light dusting of snow easily removed as a slight chill runs along her spine at the wetness it leaves behind. Once she is satisfied she moves to step back, hoping he would not mind. The edges of timidness soon begin rising now that the element of the elements had been taken care of, what was she suppose to do now? The silence that seemed to fill in the void was stilling yet to the child it is comforting, soothing. For the presence of the others make her feel content. As her tail thumps along the cavern's floor and a shy smile graces her lips. She waits patiently, glancing to each wondering just what exactly they would do now.

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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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