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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you steal my heart
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you are the light to my soul
For one brief moment there is silence, as if the world has stopped. The thundering in her heart has gone mute and the only thing that exists is the dire need to see him. Then everything crashes upon her, it all she can do to remain still beneath her pile of leaves. Pale eyes seeking between the cracks for some sign that he was here and he was coming to her. The flutters of nonexistent wings in her tummy almost prove to much and a slight wiggle shakes the leaves surrounding her before she can stop it. Collecting herself quickly to prevent another, as a familiar scent is absorbed in her lungs with a rush of warmth that almost makes her sigh in content. Drogon. Since her arrival in Spirane he has been a constant in her life, one she clings to. They had grown up together, their lives intertwined by a bond she cannot explain but does not dare dispute. His importance cannot be measured, priceless. Briefly is she tempted to just burst out, for it will bring him to her sooner. Yet she refrains, waiting almost impatiently for him to appear.

It is not long until pale eyes peek from the leaves as they find the towering darkness that causes a rush of warmth to take her chest and the once flutters now a roar of chaos. She is lost in the moment, admiring the happiness that he displays. It is enough to make her own crave a reply, as a wiggle escapes along with a whimsical laugh. Pale eyes burning as she watches him, knowing that would draw him closer to the the pile she lay hidden beneath. Time seems to slow, as if they are the only two that exist here and now. The separation her mother had made, did nothing but strengthen her need for him and to be here with him now even if unseen proves this. With each step that draws him nearer to her pile, the more the leaves around her seem to quake at the mercy of her body as it wiggles despite her desire to remain still.

The days she had spent apart from him seem to all be collecting in this moment, as if to make up for their lost time. As her heart feels as if it would burst any second now. By now her pile is practically vibrating, leaving him to no longer guess just where she hid. Only when she knows that he is standing before her, basking in the scent that brought her safety and a sense of home does she react to his closeness. Unable to keep her body at bay she springs up from the pile, sending leaves flying in every direction, while she hurls her own petite frame at his massive one. Musical laughter ringing from her lips as she attempts to pounce upon him. Playful instincts demanding her to act, as her legs attempt to wrap themselves around him and send them both down within the surrounding piles, though she doubts she has the sheer strength to move him she can only hope her surprise was just enough to coax him. "Got you!" The soft tones are still a whisper yet they hold a joy she has not yet experienced. As her body seems to melt against his own, a sigh escaping between the laughter, as playful pale eyes seek his red.
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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