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 my purpose, you're everything
The warmth of the sun above filtering down and between the tree tops seems to glide along her coat, causing her to pause; tilting her head back. As she seems to lean her face into the light, a sigh of content escaping her as she for a moment her eyes close and she just absorbs this moment. At the sound of a singing bird do pale eyes flutter open, the cheerful melody has her tail swaying behind her and a soothing smile on her lips as she watches the small bird flutter nearby before landing on a low branch. A slight noise escaping her; it's low and gentle tone accompanied by her wiggling body. Blowing a kiss to the feathered creature before turning back upon the well worn path, the lovely song soon merging into the distance as the other sounds of the peaks filter into her ears. It seemed once again the child found herself outside of the den, giving her mommy and Reich time with the new babies. Such precious things they were, from her two little sisters and brother. She could not wait for them to venture out, she had so much to show them for the beauty of Spirane was never ending and to see that through their eyes would be just as it had been with her, amazing. Though today the destination she had in mind was not a place for her newest little siblings, pale green eyes are quick to linger at one of the peaks. She remembers the princes speaking of such a place, high within the sky. Though she is not brave enough to tempt such without them or Illa, she is content at one of the lower reaches.

The shift in terrain at first is unsettling and for a moment there is a slight feeling of unease, pale eyes shifting nervously at the uphill climb before her. Before a timid paw reaches out and tests the step that seemed worn within the earth. For a moment she holds her breath, until it is quickly exhaled at the hold it has. She knows she is not big like Vladimir or Drogon but for a slight moment she had thought it wouldn't hold her small body. As her head tilts back to look up and with a steady breath she begins the short ascent that promised a ledge at the end of the journey. One that would promise sights that had never been seen as of yet, perhaps that is why she feels a sense of bravery. Imagining at the end the reward of beauty will surpass her fear at what is before her. Though the climb goes far better than expected, her slight weight makes for a quick and effortless climb and before she knows it, cream toes are settled upon even and solid rock.

Pale green eyes widen at what they see, no longer did she have to imagine the tops of the trees for she was in this moment higher than they were. The vast open sky above her no longer hindered by the foliage instead she can see it just as clearly as she had in Asteraia. A smile grows wide and carefree upon her lips, as she steps further upon the wide ledge, until the edge is within a few steps away; careful to not get too close and risk falling. As if to make sure of this, she is quick to sit upon the stone, tail splayed out behind her as it waves continuously upon the ledge. Her focus on the world that surrounds her at this height. No longer did she feel so small and fragile, for once she feels big. For a brief moment she looks down at her feet, wondering if somehow the journey had made them larger, maybe as large of Panzer's. A slight chuckle escapes her when she notices they had not indeed changed, as she wiggles her small toes before glancing back at the view. The peace that surrounds her soothes her and allows her to just absorb all the beauty around her. Illa would need to see this, to share this with her sister would be even more special. She wonders if the princes had been here before? For they seemed to know the mountains the best, or perhaps Jackson? If not, she would share it with them too. Slowly do her eyes close, tilting her head up and basking in the warmth of the sun. It is then a tickle in her throat begins, remembering the cheerful melody of the bird, her lips soon part to release her own blissful song high among the peaks. The soft tones seem to echo all around her and she cannot help the smile that breaks within her song, unleashing all of her happiness to be heard.

At the ending tones, she does not lower her head. Instead she blinks against the bright light of the sun, the bond she felt towards Spirane furthering growing. If but only the child knew that in her blood the mountains were just apart of her as the plains. For it was her grandparents whom once lived within a place like this, where her father had grown up. A feeling of overwhelming affection for this land and everyone she had met within it; Spirane was home. She felt free within it's peaks, at peace among it's timeless landscape. Content to sit here for the remainder of the day and watch the sun set below the horizon. As her head lowers back, pale green eyes dancing as they just watch the world live and breath. A beauty she will never forget..
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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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