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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

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She is and yet is not the same. Age has crept up on her desaturating some of the once lustrous plush blonde fur coloring it a pale white and slowing the once always bounding leaping girl to a limping gait. Yet even if age had not crept up on Doe one would have had to look close to recognize the once carefree spirit that called the flaxen body home. Shining opalescent eyes once full of life and wonder now dim and haunted, the knowledge of just what this world could do to you branded into her very being. Scars crisscrossed over her entire body more evident on her legs and face where the fur wasn't as dense and long but her face and muzzle were perhaps the most off putting. Long jagged scars ran from her lips to her forehead on both cheeks, crisscrossing in some places, evidence of the frenzy made by a wolf trying its hardest to tear her face off. And yet despite the horrifying outward appearance she made it and is still Doe, mostly....

The scarred flaxen wolf tries to keep a good pace while her two year olds raced around ahead of her, old wounds paining her every step, she tried and usually succeeded in hiding it, her face a composed mask ready to smile at her children should they look at her. �"Don't go to close in." Her soft voice echoes out in warning to her over rambunctious offspring, the only good things to come of the tortured years, from entering the pack lands. Talisesin was here, her heart beat speeds at the thought of him and her stomach clenches with so many emotions playing through her, she didn't know if he'd even want to see her again.

She knew she didn't deserve to. She only ever wanted to take care of and protect others and she had failed the ones that meant the most, she deserved his hatred for abandoning him to follow the bond. She would change her decision if she could, but time is not a merciful beast and once it's gone nothing could ever rewind it no matter how much she hopes otherwise.Still some part of her holds hope that maybe someday he will know just how much she regrets leaving him and might allow her too just be in his presence.

A short bark leaves her mouth calling her children to her, bidding them too go no farther into the claimed land. The scent of the alpha and the pack wolves begins to laden the air and when the blonde wolf looks around for a moment it is not Spirane she sees but Solevion, her body feels young, yet she is not and the illusion is shattered when Isaerys nuzzles up next to her. The golden lady is tired, so tired. She just wants to go home and serve it in peace until the earth that gave her life reclaimed this body. These mountains might not have been Solevion but they were the closest thing she was going to get and while no one could ever come close to her true alpha, Boneclaw she would be more than happy to serve her granddaughter.

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I REMEMBER WHEN I THOUGHT THERE WAS MORE
MOTHER OF ~~( AURELIANO, SELENE, OLWEN, EOS FOREVER IN HER HEART )~~, RHIANNON, TALIESIN, ISAERYS

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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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