Zoe of House Marchmount, Award of the Wolf’s Cub, 2013

We sing of a maiden

Known for her wit,

Helping when needed

Who never quits.

Come now before Us

Zoe of Marchmount

Whose gifts to Us

Are too many to count.

Come now before Us

Kneel by the throne,

See the acclaim

That We would have shown.

Come now before Us

Take from Our hand

Award of the Wolf’s Cub

In Ardchreag land

At Fall A&S

On sixteenth November.

From Nigel and Adrielle.

May you always remember.

By THLaird Colyne Stewart, based on “I syng of a mayden”, anonymous, 15^th century.

I sing of a maiden
That is matchless,
King of all kings
For her son she chose.

He came as still
Where his mother was
As dew in April
That falls on the grass.

He came as still
To his mother's bower
As dew in April
That falls on the flower.

He came as still
Where his mother lay
As dew in April
That falls on the spray.

Mother and maiden
There was never, ever one but she;
Well may such a lady
God's mother be.

Liam of House Marchmount, Award of the Wolf’s Cub, 2013

We saw a young lad, playing and smiling,

A well behaved imp, a sweet little lordling.

Liam, Our Liking, Our dear one, Our sweeting,

Liam, Our dear heart, Our own dear darling.

That little lordling is worthy of renown

His angelic face never knowing a frown.

Liam, Our Liking, Our dear one, Our sweeting,

Liam, Our dear heart, Our own dear darling.

A Wolf’s Cub We give him to show him Our love

True son of Ealdormere who shines from above.

Liam, Our Liking, Our dear one, Our sweeting,

Liam, Our dear heart, Our own dear darling.

This We have done on November sixteen,

Adrielle and Nigel while royally seating

In Our Canton of Ardchreag, high on the red cliffs,

At an event We so love, being Kingdom A&S.

By THLaird Colyne Stewart, based on “Lullay, mine liking” a 15^th century lullaby.

Refrain
Lullay, mine Liking, my dear Son, mine Sweeting,
Lullay, my dear heart, mine own dear darling.

I saw a fair maiden, sitting and sing,
She lulled a little child a sweet lording:
Refrain

That very lord is He that made all things
Of all lords He is Lord (and) King of all king.
Refrain

There was mickle (much) melody at that Child's birth,
All that were in heaven's bliss, they made mickle mirth.
Refrain

Angels bright they sang that night and saiden to that Child,
"Blessed be Thou, and so be she that is both meek and mild."
Refrain

Pray we now to that Child, and to His mother dear,
Grant them His blessing that now maken cheer.
Refrain

Ealdormere Award of the Wolf's Cub Wording

Hear, see, read and understand that size and age are no hindrances to good service and a giving heart. There are children within the Lupine Kingdom of Ealdormere who have served beyond their years and set an example to others. Such a gentle is [recipient], who [reasons for award]. Therefore do We, [Sovereign], [King/Queen] of Ealdormere, and [Consort], Our [Queen/King] by grace and inspiration, bestow upon [him/her] the Award of the Wolf's Cub this [day] day of [month], anno societatis [year], while sitting on Our thrones in Our [group hosting event] at [event].

[Source: Ealdormere Scribal College]

Jasmine Galbraith, Award of the Wolf's Cub, 2010

Hear, see, read and understand that size and age are no hindrance to fierce heart and strong sword. With well tested shields the sons and daughters of the north have held the Lupine Kingdom of Ealdormere. They are famous knights, mighty squires and sturdy men at arms - swaddled under war-horns, nursed under helmets, fed from the point of the lance; to them the wars are familiar, to them the battlefields are well known; they like the wolf take to the hunt, seeking for themselves honor, and for their King glory.

Proud in the midst of these wolves, a cub in green and black stands. Fierce Wolf Cub Jasmine of House Galbraith! In battle, laughing, you hold your ground, you clang on helmets with your sword on the fields of War and all learn to fear your coming. Future men of the North will look to your banner, and sheath their dented swords, for by your coming they have already departed from their ancestral glory. A fierce beast comes upon them.

We, Nigel King of Ealdormere and Adrielle our chosen Queen, are resolved this day to reward the valor, puissance and skill of Jasmine and bestow upon her the Award of the Wolf's Cub this 19th day of March, anno societatis XLV, while on campaign in Glenn Abhann at Gulf Wars. 

By HRM Adrielle Kerrec

Elianora, Award of the Wolfs Cub, 2012

In ages past there were mighty archers, renowned around the world for their skill with bow and arrow. Strong was their arm, and true was their aim. Among us there resides such an archer, a yeoman of exemplary skill who is like unto Artemis reborn.

Therefore, let it be known and understood that We, Roak, King of Ealdormere, and Elizabeth, Our Queen by grace and inspiration, do bestow upon Elianora the Award of the Wolf's Cub this [day] day of [month], anno societatis [year], while sitting on Our thrones in Our [group hosting event] at [event].

By THLaird Colyne Stewart.

Katla the Firey, Award of the Wolfs Cub, 2012

All of the kingdom is held in awe

at Ealdormere’s youth here in this hall:

everyone lauds Katla the Firey,

both for her skill and for her finery.

Hear, see, read and understand that size and age are no hindrances to good service and a giving heart. There are children within the Lupine Kingdom of Ealdormere who have served beyond their years and set an example to others. Such a gentle is Katla the Firey, who has been attending events for ten years, engages in various arts and sciences activities culminating in her entrance into the Kingdom A&S Pentathlon this year. Therefore do We, Roak, King of Ealdormere, and Elizabeth, Our Queen by grace and inspiration, bestow upon her the Award of the Wolf's Cub this [day] day of [month], anno societatis [year], while sitting on Our thrones in Our [group hosting event] at [event].

By THLaird Colyne Stewart. Based on Gunnlaug’s poem as recited in “The Saga of Gunnlaug Serpent-tongue” (part 7),circa 1270-1300, as translated in The Sagas of the Icelanders, Viking Press, 2000.