THE GRAVEKEEPERALPHA OF TAVIORA
Moonshade*

THE KEEPER OF TRUTHSTHE CHOSEN HEIR

None Created

THE KEEPER OF SECRETSTHE SECOND ALPHA

None Yet Worthy
THE FOREST COUNCILTaviora's Most Achieved

THE TUSKSLEAD FIGHTER

None

THE JAWSHEAD OF DEFENCE

None

THE HORNSSENIOR TEACHER

None

THE EYESTHE INFORMANT

None

THE DARK DWELLERTHE HEALER OF FLESH

None

THE SOOTHSAYERTHE HEALER OF HEARTS

None
NIGHTWATCHERS
Dexter
Citlalli
DAWNSTRIDERS
Talien
Eztli
DAYLIGHTERS
Sila
Mara Sov
Forrest
~Ophiuchus~
DUSKWALKERS
Nenetl
ANCIENT PINESOUR ELDERS
None
THE BRIAR PATCHOUR FUTURE
The Nursury is empty
THE SAPLINGSOUR YOUNG
Those growing into paws
THE WELCOMEDALLIES
Zelda, Midna, Beltane, Menkhet
THE BANISHEDENEMIES
None

THE SACRED TOMBSOUR SPIRIT GUARDIANS
| Roamin | Sen | Rhae | Iblis | Moth |
| Seamus | Morrigan | Paisley | Jinan | Wraith |

Announcements as of July 28, 2021

I have called you, and you have answered my call --

Do not mistake my silence for weakness, my forest kin. For I am willing to defend you with my fangs and claws, until the days come when am no longer able to. Keep an eye on the borders for Zelda and her sister Midna, because I will welcome them back into the flock on the day of their return.

The flood has left our forest home in a sorry state of disarray. I shall not tolerate this. Summer is here and we must rebuild our dens in time for winter. There is a lot of hard and dirty work ahead of us. But we shall face it together, as family, as a pack. Let's get back to work and then we shall hunt. I hunger for a feast.


From your new Alpha --

Moonshade, the Gravekeeper of Moladion

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Posted on May 20, 2015 at 02:15:40 PM by FENRIR & Co.


it had taken a great deal of time, but fenrir was healed of his brother’s death, having paid his respects to the graves of their nanruan mates and sang their names to mother moon through the canopy of great ancient oaks as they had done for those they had lost in the war. seamus, well, seamus had always been healed. he knew death was inevitable and knew the rightness of the deaths that had come to the shining prince and the first murderer of moladion. in fact, doubly so because neirin had lead the charge and open the way to ifrit’s kill and ifrit’s last act was to be the death of the beast.

vladimir, herschel, and alexander were also well changed. even though they were only half grown, according to all manner of usual things among the wolves of moladion, they were more old-soul than those they had left behind among littermates. Herschel, well he was tucked, with head low, behind Alexander who stood shoulder to shoulder with the red baron’s heir-child, Vladimir’s ears flicking in dual directions on the approach of the alpha of this new “home” Fenrir had mentioned.

Fenrir lowered his head on the mere scent of the male and his tail took it’s own dip to a far more neutral stance than the boys had ever seen - seeming to issue amongst the crowd an equally respectful response to the approaching male as Coza came close to his own border. The clarity of his position was strictly by the confidence of his comfort at the border and meager rumors fed to Fenrir on the way here by seamus.

“Hello and welcome to Taviora, I am Coza how is it I can help you?” the wolf addresses to Fenrir and the black wolf’s sickly-green eyes seem to soften in a small way, as though having expected venom instead of honey-- or at least stone wall instead of a bridge. “You are Fenrir, mate of Natu… yes? What are all your names?”

“I am, and this is my brother Seamus. The others are Alexander, my son, Vladimir, my charge, and Herschel, Seamus’s boy.” he says, the barest hint of a wag twitching the middle of his tail. “We’ve come to reunite with our family, or what is left of it as the fall of asteraia has scattered much onto the winds.” Everlyse gone where he could not go, the golden child of his brother there also, alice having vanished and broken with seamus’s kind love, and the rumor of the death of iblis and rhae having reached him, now, not just their overthrow.

It is only after he and his little band has been led to a den suppposedly of his mate’s make that he hears a word to stop him dead in his tracks-- "Fenrir?"

his breath is stolen and his eyes fall on the blue of natu’s with such hunger that it is clear his restraint is only whole for the sake of the foreign eyes of the alpha. he quivers almost imperceptibly, “natu.” he replies, but he does not break her calm - the storm hovering like a ring around the group as Seamus hobbles up to Natu with a kiss to her cheek that Herschel mimics as she addresses Vladimir. “Vladimir. Have you seen your mother as of late? I am certain she is missing you.”

I will see her soon, My sister will have my hide, otherwise. the boy’s voice rumbles, already dropped in sound as male voices often did far later than his own had.

“Alexander.... you have grown.”

“Well, I hope so.” he says with a lopsided, teasing grin that Fenrir seems to roll his eyes to, rather than correct, with a chuckle under his breath. “He has his mother’s humor, too, let me promise you...” and for the first time since he has arrived, there is humor also in his own eyes. “It’s a compliment, trust me. Otherwise I’d imagine he wouldn’t have been so keen on showing me off to you when we got back, ma.”

The princely quality, the charisma that his father had lacked and Neirin had possessed instead had clearly passed to this one. “More like hoping she will know what to do with you, truly.” Vladimir replies with far more seriousness than could be guessed between tease in good fun or dead honesty. There is an air of “otherness” to him that speaks to his father’s blood, but his calmness is far more Fenrir and it can be assumed it is only so much better that Fenrir had been his father instead of Ifrit in the raising. Moladion didn’t need another cackling sociopath, it had those in plenty.

“Fenrir was regaling the Alpha of our purpose in going to nanrua, and promising that we will not be a hinderance, if he would have us.” seamus offers with a chipper smile and lolled tongue from where he lets his hind fall and slowly lowers himself onto the earth. “Fenrir will not admit it, but Taviora reminds him immensely of our Scotavia. It is doing both our souls some good to be back where we began, even if it has changed quite a bit more than is recognizeable...”



FENRIR
the dragonborn ; of scotavia
male | 19 years | 37 inches | 150 pounds
vagabond of taviora | brother-at-arms of seamus | mate of natu
father of : arthfael, alistair, alexander, ankh (x natu)
guardian of : vladimir (ifrit x everlyse), herschel (seamus x alice)
sire of : weylin (x charlemagne), taliesin (x doe)




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THE FOREST RANKS

THE GRAVEKEEPER

The Alpha Male of Taviora. He will accept all challenges and block any steals. He has taken an oath to protect all within the forest, alive and dead.

THE KEEPER OF SECRETS

This will be Moonshade's chosen co-alpha. They will also be able to accept challanges and steals in order to defend Taviora.

THE KEEPER OF TRUTHS

This rank will belong to the chosen heir of Taviora. This wolf will probably share Moonshade's blood. This rank can be challenged for if you believe that you are a better candidate for the job.

THE FOREST COUNCIL

Although the Alpha's have the final say in all matters, Taviora is still a pack, we are still a community. These wolves are the most senior members of our ranks. Their role is to guide, serve and protect. All of them have earned their place here and they should be respected at all times. Every position on the council can be challanged for by a subordinate pack member. However the council has the right to block a pack member from gaining the position if they have concluded that the individual has placed their own selfish desires before the best interest of the pack as a whole.

THE TUSKS

The packs lead fighter. One of the strongest and bravest in our ranks. They will answer the call to protect the forest if either of the Alpha's are absent.

THE JAWS

The packs head of defence. They are our chief hunter and guardian to all within the forest borders. They know every inch of Taviora and every wolf within.

THE HORNS

The packs most senior teacher. They are responsible for teaching and guiding all of our young and new members so that they will reach their full potential.

THE EYES

The packs trusted informant. This wolf spends a lot of their time outside the forest borders, keeping their eyes, ears and nose peeled for news or potential trouble. Due to the secretive and dangerous nature of this rank, only a wolf that the pack can trust with their lives will obtain this responsibility.

THE DARKDWELLER

This is Taviora’s Head Healer. This wolf is responsible for treating the pack's wounds, injuries and illnesses. They are also expected to be one of the first on scene when a mother goes into labour. Along with their counterpart, The Soothsayer, they will train future healers for the service of our pack and our allies.

THE SOOTHSAYER

This is Taviora’s Head Counselor. Their knowledge of healing and herbal remedies are equal to that of their counterpart, The Darkdweller. This wolf specializes in helping us conquer the unseen demons in our heads and our hearts. They are also expected to help bring all children of the forest safely into this world.

NIGHTWATCHERS

Our trusted packmates that guard the borders while the rest of us sleep safely in our dens. If something is amiss within our lands, they should be the first to intercept any threat and call for back up when needed. Some might not call themselves soldiers, but they will spill blood if push comes to shove.

DAWNSTRIDERS

The most diligent and selfless of our pack. They are up at first light and leave our inner sanctum every few days in search of prey. They hunt far and wide in order to make sure none of us go hungry. While not out hunting, they are free to relax or assist the Nightwatchers, Daylightres or Dawnstriders with their tasks.

DAYLIGHTERS

This group will make up the bulk of our pack, they are our beloved family. They are generalists and commoners who are charged with looking after the most central and sacred parts of our home. Along with The Horns, they are expected to watch out for our children. We are happy to keep all within our ranks that love and respect the forest of Taviora.

DUSKWALKERS

Rumoured to be the most free spirited and independent members of our pack, they guard when no other eyes are available. They wander down all the winding dirt paths and have been known to explore into the freelands. They are envoys and ambassadors who assist The Eyes with their duty of keeping us all safe.

ANCIENT PINES

These wolves are older and have retired from active service. We thank them for all that they have done for our pack, however long or short their tenor was. They shall live out the rest of their years with the best food, shelter and company we can offer them.

THE BRIAR PATCH

This is the name for Taviora’s nursing mothers and their litters of puppies. Once they are born, at least one parent is expected to temporarily step down from their role in order to raise their pups for the first 6 months of their lives. An exemption can be made if another mother is willing to look after the young while the parents resume their service to the pack.

THE SAPLINGS

Too big for the briar patch but not yet old enough to be called a daylighter. These are all puppies between the age of 1 and 3. Pups can start their training from 2 and above if The Horns has found a suitable Mentor for them.

THE WELCOMED

These wolves are welcome within our borders anytime of the day or night. Blocking their access will be met with disapproval and possible punishment.

THE BANISHED

They are enemies of our pack and their presence will not be tolerated within or near our home. Those caught in contact with a wolf on this list will likely share the same fate.

THE SACRED TOMBS

Our brothers and sisters that have sadly left us for their next adventures. We give thanks for their lives and we send them on with all our love, hopes and dreams. Moonshade will accept the bones of any wolf that has ever called Taviora their home and will find them a special place within our hallowed grounds. Every burial mound is individual and sacred. Tampering or messing with one will not be tolerated. A crime against the dead will be treated as though it has been committed against a living pack member.

Remember, we are always watching from the shadows ...
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