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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:: He'll Only Break Your Heart :: (Singe)
IP: 124.149.114.99
Posted on October 15, 2015 at 08:21:49 PM by Tobias & Lonhro


It is later within the day, very near dusk that the darkened, ebony creature steps from within the shadows of the den to linger atop the plains of his home, emerald eyes aglow within the dim lighting of the fading day. He so loathes the heat of the sun, will not face it unless he might be forced to do so and indeed this day he has waited very near until only those weak shafts of light cling with desperation to the fading day and the sky bleeds red as the sun begins to falter to the oncoming darkness. For several moments yet he remains still, silent, simply staring with eyes unmoving or unblinking as he fixates his gaze upon the far border of the pack land he had fought and won, dominance extending from every stride as he moves forward at last. Aged he may be, yet victory after victory was still his own, his form unflinching and unfailing even now- perhaps such is the true power of madness, an inability to accept his own age or to believe it hinders him, that darkened Angel as forever glorious as he had always been as he strolls across the grass and earth parched by summer heat that warms his paws even now.

A rumble of sorts exists within his chest, a hissing, garbled sound and yet one that rises with more force as those long darkened limbs carry him forward, calling, demanding, summoning his sons to him- though whether he truly understands their relation cannot be said. He understands only that they are his, that they carry his scent, that they are like him and as such he desires them now as he pauses atop the plains. He does not sit nor rest, indeed he simply stands, wretched mind turned and twisted about as he calls again for Lonhro and Singe, demanding they come to the call he has issued as the demons of his mind shift and turn and hiss within his skull. He is hungry tonight, his veins near burn with this desire, his volatile temperament shifting about as one ear curves at the sound of another, handsome head twisted and angled backward to allow his deadened gaze to fall upon Lonhro as he comes. His own teeth bare momentarily, refusing to allow the boy any nearer then he deems acceptable, demanding his own space be respected as the younger wolves ears lower backward in a submissiveness that seems to pacify the Tobias for now.

If he notices indeed how tall Lonhro has become he does not react, that blackened boy with eyes so green as his own is ignored, even the flaring red and white of the child’s tail goes unnoticed as it wraps about him and the younger male sits nervously to the side, anxious, wary of his sire and yet curious too perhaps as to the reason for this summons as he waits for brother Singe. He adores his brother after all, spends little time away from him unless he must, content to be a shadow of sorts for his sibling as they speak in the language known only to them, a language even the strange Lonhro understands. He releases his own call then, begging brother to hurry, for he grows nervous alone with their sire- though he knows far better then to show it, offering submission and yet not fear as he sits quietly in the shadow of Moladions Nightmare King.



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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