THE GRAVEKEEPERALPHA OF TAVIORA
Moonshade*

THE KEEPER OF TRUTHSTHE CHOSEN HEIR

None Created

THE KEEPER OF SECRETSTHE SECOND ALPHA

None Yet Worthy
THE FOREST COUNCILTaviora's Most Achieved

THE TUSKSLEAD FIGHTER

None

THE JAWSHEAD OF DEFENCE

None

THE HORNSSENIOR TEACHER

None

THE EYESTHE INFORMANT

None

THE DARK DWELLERTHE HEALER OF FLESH

None

THE SOOTHSAYERTHE HEALER OF HEARTS

None
NIGHTWATCHERS
Dexter
Citlalli
DAWNSTRIDERS
Talien
Eztli
DAYLIGHTERS
Sila
Mara Sov
Forrest
~Ophiuchus~
DUSKWALKERS
Nenetl
ANCIENT PINESOUR ELDERS
None
THE BRIAR PATCHOUR FUTURE
The Nursury is empty
THE SAPLINGSOUR YOUNG
Those growing into paws
THE WELCOMEDALLIES
Zelda, Midna, Beltane, Menkhet
THE BANISHEDENEMIES
None

THE SACRED TOMBSOUR SPIRIT GUARDIANS
| Roamin | Sen | Rhae | Iblis | Moth |
| Seamus | Morrigan | Paisley | Jinan | Wraith |

Announcements as of July 28, 2021

I have called you, and you have answered my call --

Do not mistake my silence for weakness, my forest kin. For I am willing to defend you with my fangs and claws, until the days come when am no longer able to. Keep an eye on the borders for Zelda and her sister Midna, because I will welcome them back into the flock on the day of their return.

The flood has left our forest home in a sorry state of disarray. I shall not tolerate this. Summer is here and we must rebuild our dens in time for winter. There is a lot of hard and dirty work ahead of us. But we shall face it together, as family, as a pack. Let's get back to work and then we shall hunt. I hunger for a feast.


From your new Alpha --

Moonshade, the Gravekeeper of Moladion

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Posted on February 23, 2017 at 02:18:03 AM by Dexter

The younger male was observant which only made him more intriguing to Dexter. He seemed to see more than the usual male of his age, like he had aged three times over in such a short span of time. Dexter knew that look well. It meant he'd either seen a lot in his short life time or he'd experienced something life changing. Dexter was curious of his heritage. He could tell he was family, both by his scent and the look he had about him, but there was something more to him, something more foreign and yet familiar all at the same time. Dexter had a penchant for sniffing out killers and those with the potential. Call it a hunch but there was a look of darkness in the boy's eyes that told Dexter he'd either killed someone already or fantasized about it. Of course that didn't automatically put the male on his list, but it left him in a space beside the title SUSPECT. Dexter would be keeping a careful eye on him. He wouldn't rat him out or even try to accuse him but he would be watching.

Asriel seemed surprised that I would ask about his parents. Most wolves probably already knew cause they were there when he was born but Dexter was absent during that time. He only knew that he must belong to either his brother or his sister. Surely his father wouldn't still be procreating, right? Besides, he'd never even seen him look at a female since mom died. No, that was just ridiculous. The male didn't really look like Shiloh and he couldn't figure out where he would have gotten those eyes from. It didn't really run in his family. Finally he did answer though, saying Eden and Zeltzin. Dexter nodded in acknowledgement. So the alpha of Glorall was his father. That must be where the eyes came from. Zeltzin was aiming high with her family aspirations. Or was there something more to it? He was curious to ask the next time they spoke. After all, it'd been a long time since he'd caught up with his puppy partner in crime. His sister and he were near inseparable as pups, always picking on other pups and older wolves, even the great Heyel himself. They grew apart as they got older but she would always have a special place in his heart.

He thought Zeltzin had a lover when he left Moladian. So what happened there? Another question for her the next time they spoke. Asriel seemed extra thoughtful about the question, as if he had more to think on the subject, which only made him that much more interesting. So much he could learn from the male. Of course, this was no time for such curiosity. Coza had stepped forward, almost as if to buffer further questioning and Dexter's gaze turned to him expectantly. It was almost as if he was protecting the boy, but he knew it wasn't from him, at least not in the literal sense. There was something they haven't told him yet. He listened carefully as Coza asked his brother to watch Asriel, mentioning someone named Shem. His ears twitched thoughtfully as he glanced back at Coza. As Coza went to walk away, Dexter obediantly straightened and stepped into pace with him, letting him lead him away from the boy, though not without one more curious look over his shoulder at Asriel, as if to remind him that he'd be back to finish their conversation later.

His gaze went back to his father as he started to speak, apologizing for leading him off before explaining that Asriel wasn't "well," like Zeltzin. His face clouded over at this news, brows furrowing and ears flicking back in displeasure. He wanted to know what was going on but he was trying to be patient, to wait for someone to explain. And then it came, the news. Dexter's brows shot up, eyes widening and his mouth gaping in shock. To lose a child...he couldn't even imagine. Poor Zeltzin. His head lowered, wishing he could have been here to comfort her. He then told Dexter of his concerns, that Eden would do something rash. His ears twitched, wondering what his father would think Eden had in mind. He had rather a few things in mind himself already. Maybe he would have to meet with Eden on this, or should he just go it alone? He'd never worked with anyone before. He'd always been solo on his missions. But Eden might be able to find out more information on what happened. He had authority and connections. Dexter could use those and maybe add his own expertise on killers and tracking. That is, if Eden didn't already know his own version.

"FATHER, WHAT CAN I DO TO HELP?"

His brows furrowed again, reading his father's expression, trying to gauge his reaction. It's all he wanted to do now that he was back. He just wanted to help his family any way he could.

Dexter
male.10 years old.35in, 145#.born to MothxCoszcotl.sibling to Amoxtli&Zeltzin.unable to bind.mated to none.father to none.no pack


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THE FOREST RANKS

THE GRAVEKEEPER

The Alpha Male of Taviora. He will accept all challenges and block any steals. He has taken an oath to protect all within the forest, alive and dead.

THE KEEPER OF SECRETS

This will be Moonshade's chosen co-alpha. They will also be able to accept challanges and steals in order to defend Taviora.

THE KEEPER OF TRUTHS

This rank will belong to the chosen heir of Taviora. This wolf will probably share Moonshade's blood. This rank can be challenged for if you believe that you are a better candidate for the job.

THE FOREST COUNCIL

Although the Alpha's have the final say in all matters, Taviora is still a pack, we are still a community. These wolves are the most senior members of our ranks. Their role is to guide, serve and protect. All of them have earned their place here and they should be respected at all times. Every position on the council can be challanged for by a subordinate pack member. However the council has the right to block a pack member from gaining the position if they have concluded that the individual has placed their own selfish desires before the best interest of the pack as a whole.

THE TUSKS

The packs lead fighter. One of the strongest and bravest in our ranks. They will answer the call to protect the forest if either of the Alpha's are absent.

THE JAWS

The packs head of defence. They are our chief hunter and guardian to all within the forest borders. They know every inch of Taviora and every wolf within.

THE HORNS

The packs most senior teacher. They are responsible for teaching and guiding all of our young and new members so that they will reach their full potential.

THE EYES

The packs trusted informant. This wolf spends a lot of their time outside the forest borders, keeping their eyes, ears and nose peeled for news or potential trouble. Due to the secretive and dangerous nature of this rank, only a wolf that the pack can trust with their lives will obtain this responsibility.

THE DARKDWELLER

This is Taviora’s Head Healer. This wolf is responsible for treating the pack's wounds, injuries and illnesses. They are also expected to be one of the first on scene when a mother goes into labour. Along with their counterpart, The Soothsayer, they will train future healers for the service of our pack and our allies.

THE SOOTHSAYER

This is Taviora’s Head Counselor. Their knowledge of healing and herbal remedies are equal to that of their counterpart, The Darkdweller. This wolf specializes in helping us conquer the unseen demons in our heads and our hearts. They are also expected to help bring all children of the forest safely into this world.

NIGHTWATCHERS

Our trusted packmates that guard the borders while the rest of us sleep safely in our dens. If something is amiss within our lands, they should be the first to intercept any threat and call for back up when needed. Some might not call themselves soldiers, but they will spill blood if push comes to shove.

DAWNSTRIDERS

The most diligent and selfless of our pack. They are up at first light and leave our inner sanctum every few days in search of prey. They hunt far and wide in order to make sure none of us go hungry. While not out hunting, they are free to relax or assist the Nightwatchers, Daylightres or Dawnstriders with their tasks.

DAYLIGHTERS

This group will make up the bulk of our pack, they are our beloved family. They are generalists and commoners who are charged with looking after the most central and sacred parts of our home. Along with The Horns, they are expected to watch out for our children. We are happy to keep all within our ranks that love and respect the forest of Taviora.

DUSKWALKERS

Rumoured to be the most free spirited and independent members of our pack, they guard when no other eyes are available. They wander down all the winding dirt paths and have been known to explore into the freelands. They are envoys and ambassadors who assist The Eyes with their duty of keeping us all safe.

ANCIENT PINES

These wolves are older and have retired from active service. We thank them for all that they have done for our pack, however long or short their tenor was. They shall live out the rest of their years with the best food, shelter and company we can offer them.

THE BRIAR PATCH

This is the name for Taviora’s nursing mothers and their litters of puppies. Once they are born, at least one parent is expected to temporarily step down from their role in order to raise their pups for the first 6 months of their lives. An exemption can be made if another mother is willing to look after the young while the parents resume their service to the pack.

THE SAPLINGS

Too big for the briar patch but not yet old enough to be called a daylighter. These are all puppies between the age of 1 and 3. Pups can start their training from 2 and above if The Horns has found a suitable Mentor for them.

THE WELCOMED

These wolves are welcome within our borders anytime of the day or night. Blocking their access will be met with disapproval and possible punishment.

THE BANISHED

They are enemies of our pack and their presence will not be tolerated within or near our home. Those caught in contact with a wolf on this list will likely share the same fate.

THE SACRED TOMBS

Our brothers and sisters that have sadly left us for their next adventures. We give thanks for their lives and we send them on with all our love, hopes and dreams. Moonshade will accept the bones of any wolf that has ever called Taviora their home and will find them a special place within our hallowed grounds. Every burial mound is individual and sacred. Tampering or messing with one will not be tolerated. A crime against the dead will be treated as though it has been committed against a living pack member.

Remember, we are always watching from the shadows ...
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