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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

Constantine was the only one who felt truly as though he was welcomed here, at least out of the four boys, that is. Vladimir, while belonging if he so wished, was aware of the troubles had by his teacher and uncle in the time when Aunt Natu was a high ranking member of the Mountains. He knows some of the views against Uncle Fenrir and it sours the taste of the crisp air before it ever reaches his lungs. He did not fault his mother, but he did not stay overlong amongst the crags and cliff-faces either. Alex had felt the disdain with his last visit and Herschel - while not as strange as he was when he last came - only seemed comfortable in his skin when it was the four of them together.

Those who they sing for, call to, are those who would know them and not cringe at the song of welcome to a hunt that comes after the initial calls. Those who would not sneer and smirk and jeer at those raised by the wolf who was turned away from a home and took his mate elsewhere.

And within no time, there she is, the Golden Mother. Constantine does not dare tell her that he has listened to the stories, understood the look of awe and absolute agape that had crossed the Golden Stranger�s face. What he does do, however, is take the long swipe of tongue up his brow and smile sheepishly and the chuckling brothers-at-arms. �Hello Constantine, boys. What brings you to the mountains?�

�Ma, we are setting up a big hunt. Alpha Amoxtli has said that we may collect young wolves to try our hands and I told them you were the Courser� We thought you might come and make sure we get it right? And where is Embla and Bastille? Do you think they would come?�

The golden son of Church and Neirin is cheerful as he ever was, dreaming in a way his father had lost the ability to do with the weight of leadership solely on his shoulders. He thrives with his three other companions; Alexander leads him, Vladimir protects him, and Herschel keeps him in good health. In return, he keeps their hearts light, learns the stories of his father and their history, their faith, their people and tells them to the boys as they rest.

He is already quite handsome, much like his distant cousin Vladimir - who had all the handsomeness of his own father and so little of the devilishly irritating personality flaws (or at least that were obvious to the outside world). Vladimir looks over his shoulder, seeking his own family, �I thought Seme would at least be around too, I know Panzer has gone off to Glorall, though. Do you know if any of our other family is still here?�

The black brother�s face looks rather a bit amazed, surprised by Vladimir�s rather thorough knowledge of his family despite the long distance. It occurs to him that there might be more clockwork behind the commonly bland visage of his red brother. �I did hear that Arthfael had come here in the end� Do you think anyone else would like to come?� He says, looking from Church, to Constantine, to Church again. �Aunt Church, father sends his regards in any case� He says he hopes you can hear his songs some night. He does try to sing a little louder knowing you�re only next door.�

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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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