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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The vibrant orange that haloed my irises surely became far more visible than normal as my eyes popped wide at the sound of laughter. My tail froze mid swing and ears pricked alertly, taken by surprise more because I'd had no idea anyone else was around than by the actual sound itself. Tilting my head to the side I spotted the inky black girl with a face of white, and my tail immediately began to wave back and forth once more. Obviously she had to be laughing at the retreat of the weasel, he did look a bit foolish didn't he? I smiled back at the other pup as she approached, legs still stiff from the excitement of my face off with my first adversary, and now carrying into the anticipation of meeting someone new. Today was amounting to a great adventure indeed! The praise that was spoken by the other girl only further bolstered my pride and my juvenile chest puffed out just a little more. "Yeah, yes I did!" I agreed with her, giving a firm nod of my head in a way that mimicked my mother's confidence. "Pah, I'd like to see him try!" I said, reaching a paw forward and batting at the ground as if to squash the imaginary form of the returned rodent.

Shifting so that we stood face to face, my tail betrayed my eagerness to keep the adventures of the day coming. "I'm Nymeria, but you can call me Nym if you want." After all, if Sam wanted to share her nickname with me then why shouldn't I share mine with her? Seemed like the sort of thing friends would do. Before I could invite her to join me in my escapades around our mountain home, the sound of rustling branches had my ears flicking back. Ah man, we'd been found by one of my siblings - I was sure of it - coming to chaperone. What a killjoy. Out of the corner of my eye I saw the blackened form of an adolescent approaching and at first I just assumed it was Drogon. But as I turned to glare petulantly at my elder brother for disturbing my fun and making me look bad in front of my new friend, I realized..this was all wrong. This wolf wasn't as big as my powerhouse of a brother, and even from a distance I could see that his eyes were purple, not garnet. And he absolutely stank, of what, I didn't know or really have time to care.

Without much time to react once I realized this was most certainly not a friend, I turned to face the wolf as he came pummeling across the clearing towards us. I was a princess, daughter of Daenerys and Jericho, descendant of the great primordial beast Boneclaw. I tried to be brave, like I'd been with the weasel; I had to defend Sam as I'd defended the rabbits. It was just like that, right? Lips pulled back in defiance, against every instinct and siren in my youthful brain that told me to run. And then, all at once, I was on the ground. A sound akin to a yelp wooshed from my mouth as I made impact on my side. Pain blossomed over my shoulder, where he must have hit me with a paw or leg or something. But as I fell my eyes flashed up towards him and so I saw his jaws lash out to try to cease my snout. No way, man! Sharp puppy teeth flashed forward to meet the oncoming assault, hoping to bite the flap of his lip, and effectively keeping him from grabbing my muzzle.

His attention quickly turned from me to Sam, and my brindled legs thrashed in the grass as I rushed to get them underneath me once more. By the time I was back on my feet, the brute was already headed for Sam. I was winded from my fall and my body trembled with a potent combination of fear and adrenaline. This wasn't like rough housing with my big brothers; this boy wasn't playing nice. He'd come into our home and tried to bite me for no reason at all! And now he was going to try to bite my new friend?! Not on my watch! On slightly shaking legs I ran forward, lunging as best as a season old pup was capable of, and trying to bite into the lower portion of his hind leg - where unbeknownst to me the tender and important achilles tendon lays. Maybe I was being foolishly brave in doing this rather than using my energy to call for help, but no one would get here before he got to Sam. And I had to at least try to help her, didn't I?

Nymeria
daenerys x jericho; newborn princess of spirane
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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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