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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

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 September 5, 2017 at 03:53:23 PM by paisley

The mindless winters are gone from her. There are no worries, the puppies growing in her belly are cherished, wanted, have been waited for anxiously. Ever since her soul had bonded with Jinan�s, the world has made sense, had a proper progression. It means now, coming upon the second litter with her imprint, she is prepared like she had never been before. No surprises, no distress. She is an old hat with two other litters under her belt.

When the contractions begin, she is already laid down in their den, flinging dirt out between her back legs as she scraped claws against once packed ground - the entrance spitting earth as a sign to keep out to her imprint. She could tell this would be a rough one already.

When she circled and laid herself down, she felt the first roll of ill feeling churn her stomach as another contraction hit and sent her to pushing. She pushed, well into the first hour after sunset - and was halfway through the next before she felt the first breath of relief. The first pup, her darkling with daddy�s dark coloration, makes her smile a welcoming smile as she cleaned him - almost making her think she had been mistaken about the difficulty of this birth.

Until the next one started his turn at twilight, well into his third hour after his brother.

She whined when she realized that this one would be larger, feeling the difference as she had when she had given Inyan his freedom from the womb. She cries out a few times, working on that second pup, straining and pushing, but still she insists on doing it alone - of doing it herself. When she finally does feel him progress, it is with great discomfort and a good deal of effort to bring him to his final stage. His release from the birth canal sets her to panting, flopping onto her side as soon as he is cleaned and brought near to her belly. She groans� finally believing herself completed in her task.

She rests, she rises onto her belly again and snuffles them, but another three hours into the night-- coming on the fourth, even-- and suddenly she realizes that the aftermath is not quite done. A small strain, a deep and almost irritated groan, and the contractions die with the last little pop of silvery white as the sun came up over the horizon, she cleans off with zero hesitation and only a little stinging from her much larger brother.

That is when she takes initiative to stand and seek out if her imprint had found the markings of a mate in labor and waited at the entrance -- before returning back like the mother hen she always had been. �We must name them,� she says, speaking generally, but clearly fond of every single one - even her problem child.

She first looks at her youngest, a squeaking little girl. The colors are so much like the little beach mice, with the addition of a few black marks. �She is my little Mouse. She is certainly small enough to look like one compared to her brothers.� She smiles, humor and adoration twinkling in her eyes. �What about our boys?� Her tail wags weakly.

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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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