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Sentinel (3)
Beta Male & Female
Guardian Male & Female
Elite Male
Delta Male & Female

Sentinel (3)
Beta Male & Female
Guardian Male & Female
Elite Male & Female
Delta Male & Female



Year One. Spring.
Spring has sprung as Albion in now in full swing, the land warm and inviting on either end of the spectrum. Both packs are seeking new members as they remark their borders in hope that those passing by will land themselves inside. The grass is a vibrant green as it grows wild in the thickets, the waters now race along it's banks no longer frozen in time, and the prey that was once scare in the cold has now come back to the land to feed the hungry mouths of the wolves. With clear skies above keep your eyes open to for the Aurora Borealis which touches Albion with grace.
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Post by The Cultivator on Mon Jan 27, 2014 6:33 pm

Alpha and Alphess
They range from The Tieranus of Tyrants to the Laziness of the Laizzez-Faire, and all in between. How they rule is according to their values, but their goal is  simple and recurring; they must keep their pack together, give their packmates a place to belong--a task, and keep them from harm. As ruler over many lives, such might seem remedial, measly tasks, but don't be fooled. Dare you aim so high, Wanderer?

Sentinel aka Sages
They are the strongest of the Elites, Superiors of the Guardian, and Second only to the Alphas themselves, and for this reason, anyone has to potential to become a Sentinel. It is their duty to protect their betters at all times as personal advisers and guards to The Alphas of their pack, and the Alpha's spawn. But Sentinels are not just respected as the what is stated prior, they are also savants of a single element--Sages, as those in the past. Taking time to perfect their control over their single element, they are considered both powerful and wise--indeed, only second to the Alphas. Sentinel's are not able to accept at the borders, unless permitted otherwise.

Beta Male and Female
The paw-steps you have taken have led you here, and whether the alpha places you into this position through promotion or you simply fall here, you are now expected to manage the pack, manage the masses of Huntresses, the Femmes of the Fight, and Faes of the Field. You hold the management of this entire group, as well as acceptance of those who find your pack's borders. Pray you do not fail, for you have not climbed so high to fall so far.

Guardian Male and Female
Guardian, praise be to you, for you have earned the right to protect the Beta.  Look after their pups, their charge, the pack within, and leave the Border to your Betas. Guardians's are not able to accept at the borders. Much like the Sentinels, you guard your better, and whether you earned this through your loyalty, cunning, or intellect, you guard them, advise them, and help in their matters; if they are away to accept one from the borders, you look after the Wardens and Medic's of the pack. Do not think this position so lowly, Wanderer, for not many are tasked with defending another's life at the cost of their own.

Elite Male and Female
Do not ogle the name, Wanderer, you'll wear out it's sheen and handsome ring.  Third in Command, they are no less powerful, courageous, and patient. Elites, you must manages the Brutes and Gentleman, curb their bite yet not dull their claws. If all else are busy, it is up to you to scour your borders for Wanderers who come across it. While you have those who can help you, Elite, never think you are above setting the example for your pack-mates, for they shall watch your paw-steps, and perhaps follow in them.

Delta Male and Female
Delta, no one is tasked more than you, and it would not be so if you had not proven you could handle it: Multitasker, teacher, vanguard, vigilant, and self-giving. Defender of your Elites, you follow orders directly from them and take over their duties if they are away, but you also look after the borders, for there are too few eyes spared for such a tedious watch. Having this much experience already, you are also a teacher to the novices, which leaves you with the care of both the males and several pups. It is up to you to educate the future of the pack, on all things you deem necessary to learn. Wanderer, beware of the burdened Delta, for many to not opt to protect the foundation of the pack itself, and many do not appreciate it.

Patience is your name, Care is your embodiment, and your Wits your vanguard. Have you guessed? Warden, while you might be overlooked and unseen, you are the aid to all our divine problems of childbearing, birthing, and care thereafter. Without you our pups would run amok with mothers trying to pin them down for a bath. Without you our pups have no true future and no vigil to keep them safe.

May we scream your name, healer, for without you we are bruised and bloodied fools. While others know a plant to their name, you know all plants. While some claim that a simple cut could do no harm, you know the signs of infection and the meaning of fever. While some and even you may panic in the face of bloody and gaping wounds, there is nothing a Lesser Burdock cannot help clot. May we scream your name, Curer, for without you we would wilt and die without your knowledge.

The General Category for a Femme and Fae. These are our Huntresses, Adepts within their magics, Warriors, Evenly-skilled in all or many feats. These, while common, are sorely needed in all packs, for while a wolf may have arms, legs, and a decent mind, they are nothing if not connected by the body--the bulk. Prove yourself here, distinguish yourself, and rise, Wanderer. Perhaps you'll even catch the eye of those high ranked.

The Lord Category is for a Brute and Fel. Although a noble rank, it is for the common male, for every Lord there is a Lady.These are our general Hunters, Those keen within their elements, Fighters, Jacks of All Trade. Never underestimate the masses, for there is strength in numbers, and especially where it is essential. For a wolf may have fangs and claws, they are nothing without a working jaw and paws, the maw and grapple of a thousand wolves. Perhaps you hope to gain the favor of those above you?

Apprentice, yearling, welp and sometimes pup. You are learning, and will learn from the trades of the pack-mates before you and if you are lucky, perhaps a Sentinel, and if the Sages of old favor you, an Alpha. Your duty is simply to learn. Prove yourself here, and the reward could be great. For wolves newborn to two years of age.

Vagabond, Loner, Outcast, Misfit--you go by many names and come in several shades. You now stand on the edge of something greater that yourself singularly, that you can contribute to wholesomely. Choose wisely, Wanderer. This is the rank that you are graced with upon entry to the site.

Your reasons are your own, wicked thing, but you may never see your old pack again, unless you want it to be the last thing you ever see. I hope you know what you are doing, for you have earned a black mark on your name. Is this how you wanted your name to cry out when the hating or fearful say your name? Tread Lightly, wolf. Hereafter, your name is not hollow, for whether you are framed or not, something of dark design now writhes within the emptiness. Are you Infected, or simply its Host?

The old, the aged, and perhaps the wise. The end is coming for you, Maybe dogs your pawsteps. Storyteller, Wise man, Grandpa, Great Grandma, you have many titles and are as varied as the Wanderers, for come soon, you will wander again, but never alone. Will you return?
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