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



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Posted on February 21, 2019 at 00:01:01 AM by Jakuta

Uncomfortable was not even the word for it. Her paws hurt, her legs ached, and when she walked her gigantic side protruded and threw her entire balance off. This was not what she had envisioned for her future! That slick male! A low growl rumbles as she remembers the night that had set in motion the events that led to her current predicament. Pregnant and alone. Wellll not quite alone. A smirk forms as she tosses her head, eyes narrowing on the grand from of her baby daddy Tyrion. Scared yet so very handsome still he sat a few leagues away, chatting intently with some other members of their pack. They had spent sometime together during the pregnancy, talking and enjoying each other company, and overall she would consider them friends. That is when she wasn’t biting his head off, blame it on the hormones.

“I can’t stand this!” The words are barely a grunt as she rises from her haphazard sitting position. Hissing in pain as she places more weight on her swollen ankles before slowly making her way towards Tyrion. She makes it only halfway before she freezes, a sharp pain taking her body by surprise. Her time was near but it couldn’t possibly be today. Twisting she drags her tongue down her side, crooning softly to the pups within her to settle down, and soon enough it passes. Resuming her mission with more dedication she fights through the pain, determined to get Tyrion so that he could fret over her. The image of him tending to her alone gave her the strength and with it she makes it. “Miss me, Tyr?” soft words are given as her body collapses beside him, mouth parted in heavy pants. “I do….don’t…help me!” Unable to contain it any longer a harsh cry is given, wide panicked eyes delving into the ebony and jade optics of the male she affectionately called Tyr. Paws scrape at the earth, digging soft little gashes as she moans. Her body pulsates and shivers before bearing down, the new sensation causing her eyes to snap open in fear. “They’re coming!”

Full blown panic causes her to scramble ungracefully to her paws for a moment. Her legs are splayed apart, the whites of her eyes visible, as she pants heavily…she needs to get to the den. Yet she can not even take a step before collapsing again, writhing and begging Tyr to save her. Every nerve is afire and it seems that the worlds have collided before she grits her teeth, drawing in on herself and pushing. Over and over she heaves, trying to search for the right way to do what her body demanded, not even noticing that she had finally fell silent save for her guttural moans. Yet it was not for naught as her tail is met with wetness, causing her head to pup up in surprise. She had done it. She gave birth! Turning to the wet sack she eyed it, before ripping into it gently, gasping in awe at the squirming pup. Seconds turn to a minute before she finally moves to clean it, doing so efficiently and thoroughly. No child of hers would ever be caught filthy! She does not stop until completely satisfied before moving the blonde mass to her belly.Yet fate is not done with her and she finds herself doing it all over again. This time much quicker.

“TYR!!!!!” Awe laces her words as pale blue eyes spear his. “LOOK!” Nodding to the pups she waits for him to realize what she already has, they were exact in looks…twins! Beaming she giggles, the sound tired yet pure as it fills the little space the duo created, completely and blissfully happy. It did not occur to her that she was not in her den and that they would have to transport them there…or that she had not named them. She was content in staring at them. Her pups. Her children. Who knew that she would ever become a mother.


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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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