BECAUSE I COULD NOT STOP FOR DEATH

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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BECAUSE I COULD NOT STOP FOR DEATH
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Posted on October 21, 2017 at 05:42:48 PM by CERES

"The fear of death follows from the fear of life. A man who lives fully is prepared to die at any time.�

She narrowed her gaze and lowered her ears, clearly stewing the longer that her father talked. In truth, the woman was mere collateral-- Ceres cared little for whoever it was Roman chose to spend his time with, now. There was a fierceness in her eyes, a conviction most reminiscent of the late woman they spoke of currently. Her dull claws dug into the dirt and she gritted her teeth. It truly was difficult to bite her tongue. In truth she was unsure of why exactly she was so angry, but the emotion felt good, rage boiling in her blood and filling her head with heat. She opened her mouth, preparing a clever retort to her father's words, but she was cut off by the soft-spoken female standing beside them. Her eyes snapped towards her, furious that she thought she had anything worthwhile to add.

"My mother was all that I had. I'm not an infant, of course I understand what loss is." She said, her voice icy and condescending. Not only had she lost a parent, but two of her siblings as well. How the hell did this Coquette woman know how she felt or how it affected her? Ceres snorted. "Don't try and dissect my emotions and make them into something childlike and palatable so you can feel better about yourself for just being so insightful." Her words were venomous and quick, self-assured. She was sick of being treated like a child. There was always someone older who thought they were better just because of that fact, like once you reached the age of ten years old or whatever you suddenly became wise and sagelike. She hadn't been a child since her mission into Iromar, when she'd returned home to find out her mother died.

Her attention turned to Roman, then-- he wasn't about to get off the hook, no matter Coquette's untimely interruption. "For Cato's sake, you needed to be strong. You were going to let yourself rot." Ceres glared, rising to her paws, fur bristling. And she had needed him to be strong, but the girl wasn't about to say that. "But how is it that you get to move on and I don't? I don't get to take comfort in a companion. I threw myself wholeheartedly into something Mom would have been proud of me for. I didn't take months of wallowing and someone else's comfort to keep living." Tears burned in the corners of her eyes, and she quickly and angrily blinked them away. No one understood what this had done to her, and no one even took the time to try to. Orifel had left, too, and she had been left again with nobody. So much resentment and rage had built inside of her that there was no way to let it out in any constructive manner.

Maybe one day she would regret her words, but for now, all she could do was force everything into the open. "Don't try and parent me now, when for most of my life you've just been a name and a distant memory." Ceres spat, turning and preparing to leave, though the beavers were left behind should Cato or her father want to eat. "Someone's still got to mourn my mother and my little siblings. Someone's still got to be angry about what happened. If you won't, if no one else will then I guess that falls on my shoulders."

CERES
three / roman x morrigan / taviora

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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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