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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

M�l�e, 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

❥ Pregnant | ^ Pending Promotion | ✘ Stolen | Away

The Elven King
Fortune favored the troubled male as he walked carelessly down the stones, his mind too far in thought to notice Thranduil laying there. The young prince without a kingdom was a light sleeper, ears flicking at the sound of claws clicking upon stone growing increasingly closer. It was quick to wake the boy from his slumber, emerald eyes flashing open in time to see the older male towering over him, his shadow blocking out the sun light a giant to an ant. Thranduil's fur stood on end in warning to the male that he would prefer not to be treaded on this day, for as much as his pelt resembled stone, he was not as sturdy. Thankfully though, the strange male noticed, turning towards him in surprise. Thranduil's eyes narrowed slightly, not out of malice for the male's actions, but rather suspicion. Something was different about him, not quite right, and the tan boy couldn't figure it out.

"My apologies, the strangers says, having moved out of the suns path with a sheepish grin to allow it once more to warm Thranduil like he were a dragon. The male dips his head in a form of apology, almost too apologetic for what was a minor offense in Thranduil's eyes. "I did not mean to get in your way. My mind was simply elsewhere." Thranduil stares at the male for a moment, taking in his unusual appearance: primarily grey and black but marked with white and red like an angel. The young prince is quick to offer him a reassuring smile or smirk of sorts. "Rest easy stranger, for no offense has been taken in this innocent mistake," If the male before him thought he spoke strangely, then he was sure in for a shock with how Thranduil spoke and overall carried himself. Despite his age, Thranduil was already mature.

The small boy rises to tan paws, body momentarily stretching out so he can sit straight. He never allowed his posture to seem rude or anything less than regal. A tan crown tilts curiously as he stares at the distracted male. "I am Thranduil, who might you be?" Thranuil asks, not really intending to have met anyone or started a conversation on this day, but his nap had been ruined and so he needed something else to pass the time, and that something was the stranger that had woken him. This was the first conversation the young crownless prince had had with anyone outside of his family, his interaction with others of the mountain no existent. It wasn't that he was unsocial and was keeping from them, he simply had never crossed paths with another and not had the desire to seek any out. Friendships and connections were a foreign thing to him, they seemed almost frivolous in his mind really.

"You seem distracted, like something weighs heavy in your mind. Care to partake in a stroll with me? Perhaps that can ease your thoughts onto something else?" Thranduil asked, pointing out the males distraction despite it being possibly rude. The young boy wished to walk and he had grown intrigued with the stranger that had almost stepped on him, and so he had opened an invitation for the other to come with.

THRANDUIL | MALE | 0 | NO QUEEN | NO SOUL | SPIRANE | VINCENTXSPIRIT

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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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