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Luxa

two - princess of diveen - no heart - no soul

She watched as more wolves started to arrive, and there was a swell of pride in her chest seeing them all intermingle. It was a tradition that she was happy to uphold, even if her brother was less so. A grin split her features as she watched some of her peers meet each other's eyes with wonder, branching off to speak of the new bond that they'd formed. There was an anxiety about her as she scanned the growing crowd, her happy grin faltering somewhat as no one seemed to quite catch her eye. The stranger she'd been spending time with-- not a stranger anymore, but she still hadn't gotten his name-- hadn't shown his face. Luxa felt herself wondering if he was as nervous about her finding her imprint as she was.

Something told her to scan the crowd again, and as her spring-colored eyes moved across the wolves she'd brought together, they settled on one. He seemed to stand apart from the crowd, as if he was the only one she could see for a few precious moments. If her strange friend made her feel daring and rebellious and fiery, this other boy was the water that could calm her with waves of sublimity and peace. Luxa's breath caught in her throat-- was she staring? Had he noticed her? She swallowed harshly, glancing briefly towards Noctis, but he seemed to be preoccupied. The young girl tried to steady her nerves. She'd have to have a go at this alone.

Luxa rose to her feet, approaching him with hesitant paws. It was uncertainty not fitting for a princess, but she felt intimidated by the sudden bond. It was raw and revealing and uncomfortable, but it also made her feel... right. Not in the way the other boy made her feel, not in a way that was any better or worse. Simply different. But it was almost more nerve-wracking because it was her soul, not her mind or heart that was calling to him. She cleared her throat, fidgety and anxious, hoping he'd turn around.

"Excuse me?" Her voice was feminine and unnaturally soft. The words were gentle, probing, as if she was the only one who felt this way and was too nervous to comprehend what his reaction might be. It was a strange feeling to be so aware of another. "I... I'm Luxa, if you didn't catch it." She didn't know what else to say. Luxa, for once, was at a loss for words.

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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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