AbhorsenThe Wielder
Nymeria
DyrimThe Speaker
None
BelgaerThe Thinker
Kalseru
SaranethThe Binder
Vortigern
AstaraelThe Weeper
None
ClayrThe Seer
Moonfeather
KibethThe Walker
None
ScionIn Waiting
None
MosraelThe Waker
Yuki
CharterThe Power
None
RannaThe Sleeper
None
AmbassadorsDiplomats
Viserion, Myrcella
ShinersHealers
Eldrax
FalconersHunters
Rhaegal, Tychon, Alagai, Paxton, Visenya
BerserkersWarriors
Drogon, Icarus

OutridersScouts
Greywind, Rhaenys, Arthfael
MagesThieves & Spys
Bastille, Samus
RemembrancersCaretakers & Historians
Dandelion, Semele

EldersHonored Retirees
Daenerys, Sleekwing, Tyrion
KinfolkThe Pack
Mêlée, Ashitaka
Emer, Bran, Jabari, Vaella, Cadeyrn, Berwyn, Nerys, Jubilee, Ashur, Reine, Icarus, Kricket, Navarre, Leilani, Jakuta
BairnsPuppies
None
AmateursIn Training
Vhagar

NehimaAllies
Diveen
YraelGuests
None
OrannisEnemies
None

The TombsOur Fallen Family
MoonGlow, Alcide, Sorcha, Fjallraven,
Pan, Grayson, Ravenna, Niviaq


News 08.08.2021
Change was long overdue in Spirane. Now that I have learned who is still an active presence within the pack, the ranks have been updated. As I once took time away from the pack, so too now shall Kalseru. Know that she is still second in command of the pack, as is reflected in her rank. Once you are familiar with the new ranking system, if you would like to change positions or move up in the ranks you need only ask. Let this be a time of new life in Spirane, and a promise of great things to come!

When the snows fall and the white winds blow, the lone wolf dies, but the pack survives.
- - Nymeria



❥ Pregnant | ^ Pending Promotion | ✘ Stolen | Away

Return to Lunar Children
Tell me I'm wrong.
IP: 174.59.211.44

If there was one thing that Dash had trained himself to instinctively avoid, it was the touch of others. The fact that either of the girls were well within range to make a surprise attack on him went a long way to attest to his conflicted state of mind. Getting close to others either physically or emotionally bred trust and that was simply something that he couldn’t allow. His blind faith in his mother had led to him being sold for food scraps. He’d gotten attached to the elderly gypsy band and they’d all died on him. Putting his trust or faith in others had never ended well for him so he’d distanced himself.
Then there was Lalli. He cringed inwardly as he realized that he’d shortened her name. That was something that only occurred with familiarity. His mind rebelled violently at the thought even as his heart declared that it was only right. Another growl began to bubble up inside him when the girl who had caused him so much grief in such a short about of time pushed past her sister and before he could step away, had brushed up against his side. The rumbling in his chest stopped abruptly and the alarm bells in his head faded as a feeling of comfort and calm washed over him, emanating from the point where their bodies had connected.
As she settled herself beside him, Dash tried to muster up the willpower to move away from her but everything in him seemed intent on maintaining that contact in spite of his instinctive need to remain apart. Even the little dark runt seemed to agree with him that this was a horrible idea. He glanced at her, his golden eyes meeting her bicolored gaze briefly before he turned his head back to La--Citlalli. Taviora? He supposed she had the look of a forest wolf about her, and close as she was, he could smell the trees on her...yet somehow he couldn’t fathom her being from someplace so mundane. Not with the way he was drawn to her.
The little black runt, Itzel, seemed keen to get her sister away from him and while he couldn’t blame her, he wasn’t entirely sure that he could allow it. Despite his desire to run from all his confusing emotions, every fiber of his being screamed at him to stay close, to protect and support, to bend to this girl’s will. It was mightily disconcerting for a wolf who was used to thinking only of himself and his own survival. So when Itzel prodded her sister, trying to get her to move away from him, another growl started deep in his chest peered down at her.
”Actually I came all this way for food, runt.” He’d not missed that challenging look it Citlalli’s eyes but he was stubbornly refusing to give in to that part of him that seemed to want to do whatever was asked of him. He had no pack but neither of these girls needed to know that. From the looks of it, neither had ever been without. His full, plush coat hid the fact that his ribs were showing a bit more than was healthy. They had the safety of a pack and family; he had only himself. Itzel could dislike him all she wanted, he was used to it. Pack wolves didn’t understand what it was like to be thrust into the world at less than a year old and to live or die by your own merits. ”Show me a wolf who has the time or energy to travel halfway across Moladion just to be an ass and nothing else and I’ll show you a pampered pack idiot.”


Replies:


Post a reply:
Name:
Subject:
Message:
Password To Edit Post:







Return to Top
**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
Create Your Own Free Message Board or Free Forum!
Hosted By Boards2Go Copyright © 2020


<-- -->