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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All my life I had looked up to Kalseru in one way or another. She was my big sister, after all, and from my youngest days I had always thought her to be beautiful and strong hearted. As we both grew, and circumstances changed, that appreciation had grown into respect. I'd still been a child when our family had made the exodus to Diveen, but it was a time I would never forget. Of course first and foremost it was the first time I had really considered how quickly everything could be taken from us, but it was also close to the time Jericho and Sansa had disappeared. It had been a troubling time in my life, in all of the Mountainborn's lives, but in the end it had only served to make us all that much stronger. Even upon foreign soil the strength of the mountain lived inside our hearts in perpetuity.

When Kalseru shifted to face me more straight on, I shadowed her movement and turned my body towards her. My ears pricked forward, listening as she began to speak. Finally a small smile pulled at the edge of my lips as she spoke of her own childhood aspirations to someday sit upon the throne of Spirane. Our mother had alluded to as much in our lengthy conversation when I had first stepped forward to claim my place as heir, but it was interesting to hear it from Kalseru's perspective. I chuffed a small breath of a laugh as she spoke of her attitude towards it all in her youth. She went on to speak of the time that followed Mother's single defeat in combat, when Roman had plunged the mountain into a desolate time of silence and stillness. But where it had ignited a fire within my then yearling heart, it had been something different for her.

My eyes softened as she continued on, expressing her concerns about how she had come to rule the pack, about how she might be viewed by the pack and me. Darkened ears flicked backwards momentarily, before pricking forward again. All this time I had been concerned with my own struggle to find a new place among the pack, not taking into account the struggle my sister had gone through in taking that place that I had long worked for. I wanted to tell her that I'd never blamed her or been angry with her - I'd made my choice in looking after Daenerys instead of stepping up to take her place - but I could sense that there was still more that Kalseru wished to say.

The weight of our situation finally came to settle on the ground between our paws, hers of black and mine of grey. And yet as the topic came to a head, it was with a smile that Kalseru spoke rather than the grave feeling of disenchantment that I felt welling up inside me. Who would walk away from the peaks as their leader this day? It was only as she asked me to work with her, to lead together that a fog I hadn't realized clouded my judgment seemed to lift, my vision clearer than it had been in more than a year. Perhaps I was more my mother's daughter than I had ever realized. All my life I had envisioned myself as a warrior princess, one who would fight to the bitter end to protect the pack and defend my place here. Daenerys bore the scars of the many battles she had fought to keep Spirane as the stronghold our foremothers had created, and instinct bade me to follow in their footsteps. My first instinct was to fight, but this was where Kalseru showed her true strength.

Suddenly I could see it all - I could see the years unfolding with us working side by side to ensure a better future for our pack. There was no struggle between us for power, for we respected one another and the pack saw strength in our unified leadership. Spirane flourished, and once more we branched out into Moladion to lend our strength to our brethren. Vortigern was there too, as well as some conjured dashingly handsome male at Kalseru's side, and together the Mountainborn family was stronger than ever before. A quiet smile slowly grew across my features, fire-rimmed eyes looking deep into those that were moon-rimmed. "I see it," I finally said, my tail beginning to move slowly back and forth over the rocky ledge. "I could not possibly imagine a better future, Kalseru. Together, we will bring the mountains to new heights. I can feel it in my bones." Happiness flooded my body, coursing through my veins at this realization that it did not have to be her or me. It was us.

Nymeria
daenerys x jericho; seven years old; holds no soul;
claims no heart; (warrior) princess of spirane;
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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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