Susil Crags

Disaster has struck!
The Crags are a series of rocky formations with small caves and crevices throughout. Many of the lower-lying areas of the Crags have been flooded, however, with water pouring in from the Northern stretches of Moladion. Some paths have been completely submerged, and some are nothing more than a few rocky peaks sticking out of the water. The water is fairly slow moving but begins to pick speed up towards the Grotto, becoming a series of intense rapids and waterfalls as it nears the Grotto's entrance.

The area itself is still traversible. However, it can be risky. Large amounts of debris can enter the waterway, creating bridges at times but also creating dams that break and cause ocassional flash-flooding. Be careful, travelers! One wrong step and you could end up finding out where the water goes.

Note: Susil Crags will return to normal once 25 posts have been completed (or at Staff discretion). During this time, new threads will receive a 'Surprise','Disaster', and prizes.

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The golden pelted wolf made her way through the lands carefully. Every step measured and precise with the utmost care, it was if everything that inhabited this alien landscape might bite or break. Which is what she hoped anyway – for the latter that is - she hoped it was all a façade that would break and crumble away.

Her heart hurt. Every day it ached. In one stroke she had lost it all her puppies, her imprint, her pack. Yes the Four were still around – but they had no use for her. Now all she did was wander alone. Once bright opalescent eyes – almost clear save a tint of blue – now were lifeless and devoid of anything.

She pretended to be frozen. Even if the whirlwind of emotions inside her were anything but numb – no matter how hard she tried to forget. After most wolves had returned to the lands she had lingered at the outer edges of the gaping wound of Moladion. Doe was not quite ready to walk around the place where so many memories had literally burst into flame.

Eventually she made her descent. The place was different. Far too different to draw any true memories to the surface, but it didn’t matter she knew what happened here and that was enough. The days blended together as she traveled the new landscape seeing without really noticing anything.

There was no goal in mind. The tall blonde wolf lacked a destination. She had nowhere to go. The only thing that could break her from her trance was a faint yet familiar scent. Its holder still able to cause a ghost of a smile raise her blonde lips – even if her eyes remained void of anything except a faint recognition - it was something.

It isn’t him though - she knows it isn’t almost instantly. The scent is far too faint and a females far too dominant. It’s not Camelot. But Doe is pretty sure she knows who the female is. “Hello.” Her voice calls out softly – it feels strange for her to use it after so long – as she approaches the wolf her tail swaying softly behind her long legs.




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