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 May 16, 2017 at 05:19:00 PM by ALEXANDER

It is a dangerous thing to him, for him, to come so close to his Goddess. She is bewildering to the senses even when speaking from afar to her many subjects, and now especially when she is so near and tending to his wounds with gently firm presses of her paw. It feels unusual, the discomfort that she causes in his gut, but he normally could ignore it long enough not to put much weight into the silliness of these sensations.

Her difference of behavior before her dismissal of him had been accounted for as a slow build up of disinterest in his less than respectful treatment of her as a peer rather than a monarch. It is once again a struggle made easier by the difficulty of seeing anyone as anything outside of leader, brother-at-arms, or enemy. This fondness is especially hard to categorize for him. Sure, he had seen affection between his mother and father - they were made for each other in a way that was normally reserved for imprints after all - but he himself had never heard the story of how his father had felt when first drawn to her. He has no comparison to make now.

Good humor lightens her eyes as he speaks, most especially when his voice had braided itself to form her name, that little thievery of familiarity he had only barely allowed himself. It felt wrong and right, like feeling a thrill when standing at the edge of a cliff and wondering what it might be like to fall. Her name felt so unusual on his tongue too, as though it was more exotic than a word he heard many others use on a regular basis. "You were trying to be a good friend, Alexander. That was what you were trying to do."

"I may have a right to speak however I wish, but I did not mean to take my frustration out on you when you were simply doing what friends do. I… was less than a friend, let alone a ‘Goddess’ that day. " She corrects him, though hardly in a chastising way as much as a setting-it-straight way. She realigns his views of what had transpired, reminds him that he had only intended for her to feel better, safer, more looked after. He would never have failed or faltered if she had not spoken this way to him, never resented her decision to cast him out of her light for words that had not pleased her… but there is a little wriggling brainworm whispering in his ear that he would have still felt wilted, melancholy, dampened, had she kept her place with her words spoken in that other clearing.

Why? Why would he have felt anything but eager to readjust to his new station and new position in their interactions? What did distance mean to a Lady and a Knight who served her household?

He is a testament to the obtuseness of men.

"I enjoy your banter, your stories, just that day I was a little lost. I instantly regretted how I snapped at you and sent you away, and been working ever since to make sure it wouldn’t happen again."

Though his body slackens in his tenseness, there is a distinct look on his less policed face that speaks to a good deal of inner tumult. She might read such a thing incorrectly as his trying to readjust again to this new request from his alpha, but in truth it was reconciling the sudden rush of endorphins and adrenaline that had come from her approval, from her fondness and enjoyment of his company alone. He does not interrupt verbally, almost boyish in how he suddenly looks down - and if he were human, he might have shoved hands in his pockets and scuffed a shoe across the ground. He nods minutely, however, and clears his throat - ahem.

"I found someone to train me, outside of Taviora. One of the angel’s old blood Assassins." He looks up at this new, less… well less ‘something’ line of conversation, relieved to veer away from the intimacy of compliments paid to unworthy soldiers. He finds that it is a far safer topic than that of her enjoyment of him. “This is great news. I know great stories of the Assassins from what Herschel’s learned from my uncle Seamus.” He is impressed, his eyes trying to discretely look for any wounds on her this time. “One of them can do what it takes all of my brothers and I do together. Will you stop your training with them or continue it with other masters as well when they have taught you as far as they can? What have you learned so far?”

Enthusiasm piqued, and the relief of a less confusing emotion than the intimate conversation inspired helping a good deal, he brightens only further to a nearer semblance of the knight she wanted back… even if he might have been a bit more transparent than he had intended with her.



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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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