He had neglected his pack – although he knew that in time… a short amount of time… he would no longer own the pack. He had been placed in his position of power as an interim ruler by his father… for Aindreas was not the heir – he was the bastard half offspring of Kalgalath and another female, not Sebring. Aindreas truly wasn’t meant to be a ruler and he knew that and understood that. But still… he had appreciated the opportunity, and had made the most of it. Sure, he certainly could have done better… but his reign was not over quite yet, not until Vladimir proved himself worthy of the throne himself. And Aindreas had to admit – perhaps it was due to his two litters, or perhaps it was because he had been forced to grow up so early in life, but Vladimir had come a long way, especially recently. Vlad had done a really good job at learning how to control his temper, especially after he had royally fucked up dealing with Riuk. It was a relief that Vladimir was at least making progress… perhaps Aindreas would be able to turn over the throne sooner rather than later. But the question was… did Aindreas really want to turn over the throne? He enjoyed being in charge, not because he liked the power – Aindreas was not a socialite, and in truth he hated having to spend so much time talking to others, to trying to bond with strangers. But it was all worth it to protect the territory and to make sure that Kalgalath’s vision for Dierne Hrof was preserved – a place where anyone who needed a home would be welcomed… and would be safe. And for right now, he needed to ensure that he was serving the pack – they needed inspiration in order to work harder, and that meant doling out ranks. It would also provide a light in the darkness – the first battle with the vampires had come and gone… hopefully it would send the demons scampering back to the hell they crawled out of…

The tall ivory titan exited his den – it had been his father’s once upon a time, back when Kalgalath had ruled Dierne Hrof, when it had instead been Aurora Borealis. But despite the fact that Kalgalath had returned, Kal had not taken over the throne, nor had he reclaimed his den. And so Aindreas had continued to stay there, comforted by the solitude it provided to him. But now… now he was headed toward the largest clearing in Dierne Hrof, the one right in the center that boasted a tall boulderous throne. It took him an hour to reach it, and every few minutes he let loose a howl, calling his member to him, but that in turn gave him time to think – think about who would be given which rank. He wanted them all filled, needed them to be filled in order to make the pack as strong as it could be. And by the time he reached his destination, he had decided upon it all. Eventually, it would all change. The members of the Witan would choose the leaders of the Ceorl, but for now, Aindreas was in charge of that. The king leapt upon his throne and wrapped his plume around his paws, the tip flicking as he waited…

NEW RANKS:
Witan:
Aethele: Aindreas
Cwen: none
Aethling: none
Eorl (Beta): Vladimir
Jarl (Gamma): Mai
Thegn (Delta): Khaleesi

Ceorl:
Genyeat (Epsilon): Hurricane
Kotsetla (Zeta): Adara
Gebur (Iota): Seraphina

Cottar:
Theow (Omega): Rift, Kalgalath
Giten (Teenagers): Scamander, Losa, Zawyne, Archangel
Git (Pups): Maui, Ziva, Liora, Ozul, Althewa, Ikuseghan, Qiturah, Asmund, Roan
Thrall: None

**As a reminder – you can challenge for a higher rank or ask for a higher rank and be given a task**

Description of ranks