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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for all your grief

ďAh,Ē she breathed, wary of his increasing agitation at the simple question. She had suspected that the attack had been unwarranted, but the truth behind his motive was actually worse. An innocent wolf died for no reason other than being weaker than him.

And being caught alone.

Fathom became very aware of the precarious situation she was in, standing alone and vulnerable before this capable, unpredictable wolf. And she was not large, however brave she may be; her stature had made her a target even into adulthood. She flattened her ears against her head, becoming more uneasy as the silence stretched on between them. I should go. Heís said I can leave without trouble. But I canít trust him with my back turned... Trapped, she instead held his gaze, not sure what she hoped to find there.

He was thinking hard about what to do next. Perhaps deciding whether she was a threat to his anonymity. A step forward, two; Fathom bristled and a snarl rose up in her chest. But he was quick, and she didnít know it was coming. Her vision was clouded by teeth. She didnít think. Instinct drove away her calm demeanor and she took a panicked nip at his lower jaw, scrambling backward in the same movement.

The graceless retreat pinned her against the stone wall. She could only run two ways: in one direction, the shallow cave she had come from, in the other direction was freedom. He stood between her and freedom, now openly aggressive. Fathom was growling intermittently, fur raised stiff along her back, muscles quivering in anticipation and anxiety.

I canít wait on him. Heíll kill me if I wait, and I donít think Iím strong enough to win. Maybe Iím just fast enough...

Her wide eyes, traitorous, darted to the expanse of flat stone behind the murderer. In a sudden desperate attempt to reach safety, she feigned a leap at him, hoping to surprise him into taking a step backward. That was all she needed, and then she would run like hell all the way to Diveen...

...where she would sing like a canary.

| 4 years | Diveen | Quite Alone | No Offspring |


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