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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drogon, you steal my heart
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you are the light to my soul
The crisp autumn air seems to tickle her lungs as she takes a deep breath, her face tilting towards the warmth of the light straining from the sun. Pale green eyes blinking lazily as she smiles gently, attempting to rid the slumber from her eyes. The shift of a shadow overhead causes her to still for a moment, peeking up to find glaring orange eyes. The ever telling sign that mommy was not pleased, yet despite this she cannot help but wiggle against the earth, simply happy to be near her no matter her current mood. Bravely raising her head and offering a kiss upon the tip of her nose, attempting to soothe her. For it seemed ever since the gathering of pups upon the mountain, mother had been highly displeased at all three of her daughters sneaking away to attend, collecting them from the group muttering something about boys, rabies, and something about digging holes. In a sense they had been grounded, constantly watched by flaming eyes. Though to her this was not punishment, surrounded by her sisters and Everett. She adored their company but still yet she missed Drogon and the desire to seek out the boy she had seen at the gathering was growing. Yet she did not want to displease her mother further and stayed close, knowing mommy would soon release them once more. Perhaps then, when she had calmed she could ask her about the feelings she felt towards the boy and why Lailah too felt them with another. Mommy would surely know, right?

At the low rasped rumble she is brought back to this moment, a gentle smile forming on her lips as she blinks up at her mommy. A heavy sigh washes against her face, along with a muttering of growls as a subtle jerk of the head is all that is given before her mommy turns around and stomps angrily back towards the den. For a moment she just watches her, a light laugh escaping at her mommy antics that is until she realizes just what had occurred. She was free! In an instant she is up, body vibrating with such intensity her teeth chatter slightly. Pale eyes looking back into the woods before focusing back upon the angry fluff of white disappearing into the den. For a moment she is at a standstill, until a paw shifts her backwards a step, pausing as she waits to see if mommy would come charging back out. Another step, then another. Then she is running, the roar of the wind in her ears as she unleashes herself once more upon the beauty of Spirane.

Drogon, his image flashes in those pale green eyes. Determined to see him in the flesh and snuggle into the warmth she had missed since being detained. Yet unsure of just where he would be, for a brief moment she wanders if he had forgotten of her; almost tripping over her own feet at the cold thought yet quickly is it discarded. She would not allow her own fears to cloud this moment, instead she would wallow in the bliss at the mere idea of being with him yet again. In an instant she veers off the trail, running limbs carrying her to the once place she would look first; the special place.

The closer she draws to the stone hillside that would take her to their peak she slows, scenting the air briefly as she comes to a pause at the steps, head tilting back to look up, yet she refrains from the climb. Her own excitement evident in her trembling and wiggling body as an idea of sorts pop into her head. Then she is scurrying, a blur of cream and red as she begins to sweep the earthen floor with paws. Stirring the fallen leaves as they quickly soon form several piles, trying her best to refrain from much noise should he truly be up above. Pale green eyes pause to admire the messy piles before glancing up, her heart hammering in her chest. For this was not something she normally would do, yet her instincts demand something different. To play. It is then gentle voice breaks away.. "Drogon?" Hoping if he were near that it was indeed loud enough for him to hear and then with a breathless squeal she makes a mad dash, pouncing into several piles before settling beneath the surface of one. The rustle of the leaves around her soon die out under her stillness, yet her heart is pounding. Trying her best to peek out from the barricade of gold, red, and orange around her, without being to noticeable. Her petite size and color aiding her in this game. As she waits... a euphoric smile on her lips, trusting that soon she would be in his presence yet again and invisible to those deep red eyes for but a moment.

you hold me in your hands
TWO - CRONE OF SPIRANE - JAEGER'S 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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