SekhmetPharaoh of Asteraia
KukChosen One
Kweku
ThothAdvisor
Cuirass
ImhotepPriest
None
AmunetHeir
Menkhet
Ma'atDiplomat
Jinx
NephthysButcher
Kattari
SetThief
None
HorusHunter
None
IsisHealer
Belhara
SeshatInformant
Ripper
SceptersWarriors
Negan
SnaresThieves
None
KemetHunters
Enya, Reaver, Kajika
HekaHealers
None
MedjayScouts
None
ScribesDiplomats
None

KithUnranked
Lucille, ⟡Skyrippa, Hircine
KinChildren
Bastet, Kaliban, Runihura, Rana, Mihos, Ragnar, Floki, Nox, Balor

OsirisAllies
None
SlavesCaptives
None (Inara & Idrisa are Guests)
RaEnemies
Shaddix

The Field of ReedsHonored Dead
Tobias | Tick Tock | Samhain | Thoth


News - 6/19/21
Summer is here and Fall is short around the corner. There is unrest as it stands but, perhaps it is to our advantage. Let no one question our strength. Those who wish to speak on rank, seek me out. If anyone wishes to put a hunt together inform me. Adults or others who wish to rise in rank may seek me out.
- Sekhmet

☥ Pregnant | ⟡ Promotion Pending | ☼ Stolen | ☾ Away

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Posted on September 16, 2015 at 12:07:44 PM by Tobias


He allows She of Scars to lick at his face and sooth the sting of the wound, a rumble within his chest released by way of greeting though no more, content enough in her presence though adrenaline courses thickly still within his veins, form shifting upon the earth, paws scraping at it as he twists and turns- oblivious now to the movements of his imprint as she seeks to herd him towards the den. It is by miracle alone perhaps and the conflicting instincts of his desires that he finds himself within the confined space- though he rebels against it near instantly, teeth snapped towards her in disdain as another chorus of snarls and growls roll within him and he turns within the den space- seeming to work himself up once more as blood spatters the earth. He desires rest, craves it, yet such is his insanity he cannot truly understand his need to lay down. To lay down is…..a vulnerability, his thoughts unable to process his injury as those reptilian eyes glow within the gloom and he is pressed further and further to the wall of the den. He continues to resist her still for some moments before she finally manages to push him downward, her own form hurriedly laid beside him, pressed upon him, that pressure seeming to….sooth him to some extent as she licks at his bitten chest and he seems to waver still- making no move to stand until She of Scars speaks and the emerald of his gaze fixates upon Nakato. A vile hiss rises within his throat, claws scrabbling at the earth in an effort to reach this creature he perceives as an intruder in this moment. His mind is maddened, more so then normal, the adrenaline within him feeding his fixation and fuelling his desire to fight- the female saved surely, by Tick-Tock alone, the demon unable to scramble over her body in this moment as teeth snap in the darkness and frothy saliva flings from his fangs.

His form is exhausted, his muscles not near so young as they used to be though he cannot understand this, cannot fathom why his form cannot obey the commands of his mind so swiftly as they once had or why his body aches with the pain of effort upon him. He seems to calm, if only slightly in the disappearance of Nakato, a creature he had once defended against Diveen and yet in this moment he simply does not recognise as a possession his own, She of Scars alone permitted to touch him in this moment until the scent of meat seems to draw his attention once more. Nakato’s reappearance is met with a snarl, teeth bared towards her as his head turns behind him to eye her with a deadened, fixated stare and a growl rises within his chest to ripple into the darkness. He hungers and deeply so, her offering off food perhaps sparing her own existence in this moment as he twists like a frenzied shark to cease the offered meat, tearing into the haunch with ravenous delight- unwilling to share as he consumes, so oblivious to the herbs within it as he maims and feeds.

A single snap is offered towards Nakato once more, a warning that her presence will be tolerated no closer, her offering accepted and yet he holds no desire for her to be within his personal space as he feeds. Longer and longer he seems to last, the sheer adrenaline within his form, perhaps, holding off the effect of the drug within the meat as he continues to feed. It is only after some time indeed that his motions begin to slow, his feeding less fevered and breathing slowed in those first early effects- that nightmarish creature pausing, slowly, to rest his head upon his paws, head shaken slightly in some effort to clear himself of this….state perhaps, so unable to understand as he continues ti fight against it, seeming to desire to continue eating though his rapidly failing system prevents him still as his handsome head, at last, falls to the earth. He lingers for some moments longer, eyes opening and closing until he seems to very near…..sigh and his muscles loose there taut and tense hold, head falling softly to the side as his eyes finally close and his mind is forced- at last, to relinquish that hold upon the present in a much needed rest.




16 Years // Father of 8 // Mate of Flare // Imprint of Tick Tock // King of Asteraia




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All ranks may be challenged for outside of Kuk and Thoth. Tasks to rise in rank will be given at the discretion of Sekhmet.

Sekhmet - Pharaoh of Asteraia - Goddess of divine retribution and vengeance, Sekhmet protects and avenges those under her rule. She has final say in all matters pertaining to the pack and it’s wellbeing.

Kuk - The Chosen One - Darkness personified, this wolf is the chief warrior and is given all the same rights as the Pharaoh. Made of strength, tasked with teaching the youth to build their strength.
Thoth - Advisor to Sekhmet - God of wisdom, reason, and secrets. This wolf is extremely loyal to the Pharaoh. They can make and block steals as well as accept challenges when Sekhemt and the Kuk are unable to do so.

Imhotep - Divine Priest - Spiritual Advisor to Sekhmet. You will make sacrifices to the gods in her name.
Amunet - The Heir - One who is hidden and her powers are connected to the words silence, stillness, mystery and obscurity.
Ma'at - Lead Diplomat - God of justice and order. You maintain peace and order within the pack and with those to whom we are bound.

Nephthys - Head Butcher - God of death and decay. You, mighty butcher, will be the artful assassin. Those marked should meet Anubis soon.
Set - Head Thief - God of chaos and change. Take everything that you need and a little extra to grow. The rest is tribute.
Horus - Head Hunter - God of good hunting. Great hunter, the feast will be plentiful when you step on the fields.
Isis - Head Healer - God of healing and protection. You mend the wounds and do not allow weakness to fester.
Seshat - Head Informant - God of knowledge. Gather information on our friends and enemies alike.

Scepters - Warriors - You will work closely with Sobek. Fight for your pack; you will often be asked to escort other members on outings when it is seen fit.
Kemet - Hunters - Working under the eye of Horus, you will ensure the pack is fed.
Medjay - Scouts - Show me, what bounties can you find for the gods? Report your findings to Seshat.
Snares - Thieves - The world is ours, let us reap from it. Learn your art from Set.
Heka - Healers - Work with Isis to heal wounds and ease pain; repair what is broken to the best of your abilities.
Scribes - Diplomats - You will work under Ma'at to complete the duties of mantaining peace within and outside of the pack.

Kith - Children of Asteraia - The youth are our future.
Kin - Unranked members of Asteraia - Those who have not yet chosen a specialty, or who do wish to.

Osiris - Allies of Asteraia
Slaves - Captives of Asteraia
Ra - Enemies of Asteraia
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