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
Spring. It brought out so many changes every time it made an appearance, this year was no different. The grasp winter once held now seemed nothing but a memory for the earth as it seemed to waken from it's cold slumber. She would miss the cold, the snow, but she could not deny the anticipation she had of once again playing among the flowers that would soon fill the peaks. Yet it was not the warmth of the sun, nor the cuddling bodies of her family around her that causes her to awaken. As her ears flicker and pull, fluttering like small wings until they hold still and listen to the melodies that had once been missing now floating in through the open den door. A tender smile taking her lips as a sigh of comfort escapes. The gentle thump of her tail against the rich soil of the den, always careful not to disturb her family. Until finally do pale eyes open, blinking against the light filtering in as she catches a glimpse of a bird flying past the den. It causes her heart to stumble and flutter, before a warmth seems to settle deep in her soul.

The warmth of the sun seems to caress against her coat, as if welcoming an old friend. She cannot contain the slight wiggles her body seems to erupt at the touch; for she had missed this. Eyes shutting briefly as her pink tongue peppers out kisses into open air. Until she stills, merely just breathing in this moment surrounded by the effects of spring. This feels familiar and yet foreign, as if something has changed when clearly she cannot see what it is. At that thought her eyes are quick to open, looking back as if anticipating a pair of orange eyes. Yet she see's nothing but slumbering bodies. She had not missed the past few days when her mother seemed to linger and glare much more harder, as if she knew something she did not. And it was not just her but her other siblings, Lailah and Liah. Mother even went as far to snap at a few who strayed to close to the den. She had always been a prone to violence but this was different. The confusion over this was evident but in order to settle her mother she had obeyed her wishes and stayed close to her side, finding no punishment in being so close to those she loved. But today she would disobey, even as the guilt nipped at her tender heart, for she had promised Drogon she would be there at the spring celebration. With one last glance at those within that she cares so deeply for, she moves; hoping her mother would not be to angry with her upon her return.

Steps are light and airy as she seems to almost prance along the worn trail, a brilliant smile on her lips as her eyes follow the birds as they too seem to dance from limb to limb. A soft bark of air escaping with such playfulness, as a bliss of comfort wraps itself around her. For she is once again surrounded by the beauty in which she had been born within, though the scenery was different it was yet another piece of a picture she had the privilege to witness. For so far nothing could compare to the untouched innocence of the peaks. As her upbeat steps bring her around the bend, the scents of others filter in as it pulls her pale eyes away from her avian friends. A mirage of emotions cross those pale green eyes until finally they settle on bliss, as they light up at all those she knows and hopefully will come to know. As it starts as a tremor, a slight twitch to her tail until her system is flooded with uncontained happiness as it erupts her body in a torrent of wiggles.

It as if she cannot fixate on just one, instead her eyes dance from each one before repeating the process. Pink tongue flickering at the end of her nose as she presents open kisses. Hyrule was here, the handsome gate keeper of Diveen, her heart seems to pound at the sight of him yet again for it had been last winter since she had seen him. As she moves to gently pass along his side briefly as she grins happily at the contact. Green eyes do not miss the other male at his side, one of white and red and she cannot resist in her happy state to linger on the fact he is a stranger. As she reaches around Hyrule to press her nose lightly against him with a whispered hello. Before pulling back to look at Hyrule, a bright gleam in those pale eyes. "I have missed you, im very happy to see you have come." The soft and delicate tones of her voice have matured slightly, leaving an almost melodic voice in it's wake. At that she nods to the pair, a gentle smile as she pulls away from them.

It is the voice of another that causes her head to whip around, pale eyes hungrily seeking it's keeper until the sight of Ankh is all she sees. The beauty of the girl has blossomed into something she cannot even describe, the wiggles once again begin this time almost hindering her steps to the mighty queen that is both blood and friend. "Anke, I did not think you could be more lovely." The tender caress of her words is accompanied by the contact she offers, though due to the difference in size still yet she has no qualms as her nose buries itself into her brilliant coat. A soft grin pressed into the contact before she pulls back and turn pale eyes upon Alistiar. "It is so good to see you again." Her words once again accompanied by touch as nuzzles the end of his muzzle briefly. They were family, a time when her father still lived and a connection to the child that could be never be severed. She grins warmly to them, offering all she has to those who mean so much. Yet it is the flicker of her ears that yet again bring another voice, as she offers Ankh and Alistair a parting smile before she turns and looks to one of white.

Yuki. The girl had been there after the death of her father and once more in Spirane. It was a friendship the child had never had before without the underlying blood tie to connect them. There is another at her side, a boy she had never seen before but that does not stop her from wiggling her way to her, a torrent of kisses tainting the air in preparation. "Yuki!" The glee in her voice cannot be ignored. As she is practically running toward her as best she can with her wiggling body. The touch her nose against the white fur of her coat is bittersweet. It reminded her of the how they met and yet also offered her an overwhelming sense of calm. So she cannot resist nuzzling deeper into the comfort of her friend. Breathing her in as if unsure she is truly here. A brilliant smile pressed against her which remains still yet as she pulls back, "You came! I cannot tell you how happy I am to see you back." The heartfelt tone in those words declare all honesty and she would offer nothing less to her friend. It is then she remembers the boy, now tucked behind Yuki. Head soon tilts to look around Yuki, pale eyes alight in bliss as she offers him a warm smile and whispered words. "Hello.. I am Semele.." Despite the quiet words her body is not hindered by a voice as she wiggles in place. She offers one last touch to yuki as she moves around her to the boy, her nose reaching out to bump slightly against his shoulder as she passes, pausing for a moment, looking at him as she whispers. "I am glad you came.." Despite she knows nothing of him her heart cannot express anything other than happiness at the new face she had yet to meet. As she smiles at him, offering one last air kiss to the pair. Fighting the urge of curiosity of just who he was, it is then a familiar scent wraps itself around her.

Pale eyes are pulled from the gray boy as she seeks out the ones she had spotted upon first entering, the princes were near. In the midst of her greetings she had slowly migrated her way to them and finally she had made her way to them. The short distance between them seems like miles, until she is running a carefree smile on her face and before she can even get up to speed she is there. Eyes dancing between Viserion, Rhaegal, and Drogon. Before they settle on Kalseru. She is quick to dart to the princess, rubbing along the larger girl. "You look lovely today princess." She grins, offering a kiss to her cheek before she moved to the brothers, wallowing (as best she can) against their larger bodies. Offering small sounds of content and bliss before she settles against the darker one she knows all so well. Heaving a sigh of ease as she looks up into red eyes and offers him a brilliant smile of teeth. "Drogon.. Can you believe all that has come so far?" She looks away briefly, noticing that Jackson had arrived. A gentle yip of greeting extended to him before she looks back. "I think my heart is going to explode..." She chuckles softly. Nuzzling into him as the wiggles ever so persistent causing her to almost vibrate against him. Pale eyes looking out as she watches to see who else would appear.
you hold me in your hands
TWO - CRONE OF SPIRANE - NO SOUL; NO HEART    - 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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