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Scream for me IP: 73.187.216.220 Posted on November 20, 2018 at 02:48:40 AM by Gazmala
Life since the takeover had been interesting. The former Shadowweaver wasn’t sure what to think about the fact that she hadn’t been run off just yet. Then again, she hadn’t been in much shape to contest the change in guard or cause much trouble when it happened. There was still some lingering resentment toward Bella for the part she’d played in weakening Gazmala to the point of uselessness. Ultimately, however, it was Blackthorne’s fault. Her shadow king who had up and disappeared into the shadows leaving her to deal with the pack, her pregnancy and subsequent whelping and everything else that came. Matinak had been a boon, taking the pups whenever she was close to wanting to smother them.
It was strange that a turn of the seasons was almost complete since she’d last seen Blackthorne. She didn’t particularly miss him, but rather the chaos he created. It had kept her interested and occupied. Gave her a purpose for her clever tongue and curious mind. With that driving chaotic force gone, however, she was left to ponder and wander about Moladion, seeking out any tidbits of information that might be useful.
Without the distraction that her shadow king had provided, Gazmala had become rather aware of the fact that there was something off in her life. At first she had attributed it to the annoyance of raising a pup though Bella had proven herself to be an independent soul that didn’t cling any more than she had to, even at just under a year. It was likely the only thing that had saved the whelp thus far. But once the pair had settled into something of an understanding about such things as affection or playfulness, the itchy, squirming anticipation remained.
It wasn’t relieved by snooping around and learning what she could of new pack members and the relationship Iromar’s new alpha had with surrounding packs. It was no secret that Blackthorne had brought Moladion to the brink of war in his time as alpha and it was almost a shame he’d chosen that pivotal moment to disappear. Weeks passed and the itchy pressure remained in her chest until that afternoon when all of a sudden it began to ease. Not entirely sure what the feeling had meant in the first place and now she had to figure out what it meant that it was easing?
A bit agitated and restless, the femme of gold and shadows slipped out of Iromar and roved at a fast trot, no destination in mind. It was nearly dusk by the time she returned and picked her way through the swamp, almost daring a gator or other swampy critter to bother her. Between the boredom, the inexplicable feeling and readjusting to the new pack dynamics, she wasn’t feeling particularly benevolent at the moment.
It was in this mood that she heard the call. A voice she’d not heard in quite some time. Certainly not one she’d suspected to hear at the edge of the swamp. Curiously enough the pressure in her chest eased almost entirely and Gazmala was only more annoyed by that. Dirge would’ve been the first male to slip into the shadows without a word and since he was apparently the only one here he would bear the brunt of her ire. Shaking herself out, she stalked through the pack lands, refusing to hurry though by the time she reached the source of the call she would find that even her intent to irritate the wolf with her slowness would backfire. Another wolf had answered the call first.
Avery.
Gazmala paused several feet away from the two, acidic eyes narrowed as she blended somewhat with the riotous colors of autumn and the encroaching shadows of night. Her lip curled in annoyance, a single fang poking out as her gaze burned into Avery’s flank before shifting to Dirge. He was much as she’d remembered; massive and decidedly lethal looking and though something inside her seemed to vibrate at the sight of him, she was trying to decide if she wanted to rub herself against him or rip his damn face off.
Monarch
Pretty simple, Alpha of Iromar. Ultimate authority. What I say, goes.
Chief
The 'Co-Alpha'. He is her equal and has all the same authorities as she does. He is be respected and can take challenges and block steals.
Deputy
The Beta of Iromar. The most trusted wolf under the Alpha. Has all the same authorities of the Monarch in her absence. Second in command. Can block steals and take challenges.
Council
The advisor to the Monarch. One who's wisdom is often sought in matters of politics and war. Not necessarily an elder but someone the Monarch looks up to.
Trooper
The head warrior of Iromar. Shows the most skill in combat and has experience to back it up. Trains the soldiers and serves as their direct supervisor. Can block steals.
Stalker
The head hunter of Iromar. Shows the most skill in hunting and providing for the pack. Tasked with leading pack hunts and teaching the pups of the pack at designated times. Trains the hunters and serves as their direct supervisor. Can block steals.
Medic
The head healer of Iromar. Skilled in herbs and emergency medicine. Tasked with checking on the Monarch/Deputy after a challenge and also keeping up with mothers around birthing time. Trains the healers and serves as their direct supervisor. Can block steals.
Envoy
The head diplomat in Iromar. Skilled in matters of politics and conversation. Intelligent and witty, this wolf keeps the pack together as one while reaching out to potential allies for support. Council is their direct supervisor. Trains the diplomats and serves as their direct supervisor. Can block steals.
Governess
The guardian of offspring in Iromar. Skilled as a warrior and alert as a scout, this wolf is tasked with probably one of the most important jobs in Iromar, protecting the future of the pack and Moladian. They can watch the litter while the parents are off doing tasks, hunting, or just enjoying some quiet time. Can serve as guides for the pups, like having a full time guardian. Trains the teachers and serves as their direct supervisor. Can block steals.
Snoop
The head spy in Iromar. Skilled in maneuverability and blending in, this wolf must be a shadow when called upon. Tasked with finding out information about other packs or wolves when called upon, this wolf must be quick as well as witty, able to make anyone believe anything. Also serves as a thief when the need arises. Trains the spies and serves as their direct supervisor. Can block steals.
Chronicler
The head story teller of Iromar. This wolf has done their research on all things Iromar and Moladian. They can give a good history lesson or spin a tale on demand when the younger minds call for distraction. Able to captivate an audience. May even help with speeches for the Monarch when necessary. No one to train but the pups or even adults of Iromar when they have questions or curiosity about the past. This wolf may even be called upon by the Council at times. Can block steals.
Soothsayer
The seer of Iromar. This is a special rank made specifically for a wolf with "the sight." Consider her an advisor/spy of sorts for the alpha and rest of the pack. She/he can gather intel from outside or supernatural forces. You don't have to believe in the magic of this ability for any wolf with this rank will be respected as a ranked member of the pack. Can block steals.
Warriors- Members of the Iromar army. Skilled in combat and overseen by the Trooper.
Hunters- Providers for Iromar. Skilled in scavenging and hunting.
Healers- Doctors of Iromar. Skilled in herbs and emergency medicine for those in need.
Diplomats- Extroverts of Iromar. Skilled in politics and overall conversation.
Spies- Scouts and thieves of Iromar. Skilled in blending in and masking themselves when called upon.
Teachers- Guardians of the youth of Iromar. Skilled in defense and culture. They shape the young minds of the future.
Children-The pups of Iromar. To be cherished as they are precious for the future of the land. Shape them and mold them into something we can all be proud of.
Members- Overall pack members of Iromar. Not specialized in a particular field yet but just as important to the population.