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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Happy Now?
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I feel it in me, so overwhelmed. Oh, this pressured center rising. My life overturned, unfair the despair, all these scars keep ripping open. Peel me from the skin, tear me from the rind, does it make you happy now? Tear meat from the bone, tear me from myself, are you feeling happy now? Buried underneath the internal path-way to contention.
HAPPY NOW?


I hate lonely days, I really do. Sometimes I felt like there was nothing inside me, but I am not even that depressed. Okay, maybe I am a little bit, I mean my entire family did leave me, and my imprint is now gone, but I mean...I live. That should be enough, right? Maybe it is time for me to begin talking to others again, come out of my shell a bit. Though, the last time I started having fun, I ended up becoming an outcast. I have heard of these wolves here that kill with no regret, and are still welcomed into packs. Thieves, murderers, liars, and heretics. All of them welcomed with open arms into what ever pack they chose. I wonder why these wolves don't look into the pasts of their members, perhaps they do not care, but one if one were to turn on you?

I have turned in the past, not something I am proud of, but not something I am equipped to run away from either. I have lost, and I have loved, but I have never lost love, until now. My four companions, brothers and sisters alike, each of them gone. Even my twin Charon has left me to my own devices. Was I bad? Was I worse then even they could handle? Why did they leave me so...alone. And what happened to Seamus? Why had he gone? Such questions plague my every thought, my every waking action as slowly the hollowness I had in my soul ceased to be hollow or even there at all. I feel like a shell, like I do not belong anywhere, like I should simply be floating along in the wayward breeze. The same way a wanton lover would follow after her not-so-devoted receiver of her affections.

I am not so bad, but my mind is a dark place to be. Somber for those who see the sadness in my dark orange eyes, bright and happy for those who cannot see passed the mask I wear, bitter and angry for those who insight my rage. I hold grudges, I really do, but there is no one here who has ever done me wrong in this Moladion. I am a new face here, and I have not been overly social. In fact, I have not been social at all. I wonder why, normally I like wolves, I really do. But, here, I am a shy shrinking violet who doesn't instigate conversations or even interact with others. I think it is about time I changed that, don't you?

"Talking..."
NAME

Cheren
AGE

eight
SIZE

41in. / 185lbs.
MATE

none
IMPRINT

not found
PACK

none
WORDS

436 words long
TEMPLATE
code by jungeun (el) of atf, sds, caution, and rcr.


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