Glorall

Disaster has struck!
Flooding from the north has taken its toll on Glorall. The large tides combined with the increase in water draining from the Ruieze River has flooded the lower regions of the pack. The sandy soil, compounded with so much water, has toppled a lot of trees. Traveling is difficult even when the water is shallower, with the sandy soil below being difficult to find traction on. The daily tides seem to keep the level of flooding fairly consistent, too.

During the low tide, wolves may be able to move around the higher dunes (with some difficulty) but during high tide, the pack is almost impossible to safely navigate. Swimming is possible, but the risk of currants and surges from either the ocean or the river are very real. The island off of the coast of Glorall is untouched by either issue, although it is incredibly difficult to find your way there without being an adept swimmer with plenty of good luck!

Note: Glorall will reopen once 30 posts have been completed (or at Staff discretion). During this time, new threads will receive a 'Surprise','Disaster', and prizes. Glorall is currently not open for challenges.


THE HERE AND NOWALPHA OF GLORALL
Elohim

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Latika began to smile, a real smile! and this time she didn't feel like she'd have to fight it off to avoid being punished for it. She allowed her eyes of emerald and golden flecks to cover Brutus's body for a few moments. His frame, though defiantly a male, did not seem to be one that would cause harm to herself. In fact he seemed t be a bit like her, ragged a such. When Latika regained her strength and healed from her wounds she would fill out to about seventy pounds and stand her full twenty six inches tall without the slumping of her shoulders or the lowering of her frame, though always in the back of her mind she might be thinking of when she was going to be taken again.

"Brutus" she spoke in a hushed tone, mainly for her own sake to remember his name for she was horrible with names. The last name he said allowed for a giggle to come from her jaws. The feeling of this was like spring flowers and pups and sunny days. From this giggle she gave one more and wanted to jump with joy from this strange but not unknown feeling it gave her. She was still in the presence of another so she defiantly refrained from doing this. "King of Everything" She spoke it in her light and fluffy voice, her head tilted downwards as she shied away a bit. In these few moments she realized she had not given her name and if one could blush she would have. Manners were a big thing for in her birth pack and she did not forget this. With all the courage she had mustered up she attempted to put on her friendly face, the one that had been misses for two years. "It's a pleasure to meet you Brutus, I'm Latika. I was brought her by d'Mani" What she thought she looked like and what she actually looked like were two different things. Yes, her voice was up a bit but still that shyness always nipping at her heels, and yes though her face was a bit brighter her eyes still had that worried look like the big bad wolf was about to launch it's self on to her back and pin her to the ground. The main thing was that Latika herself did not feel these things, she felt that she indeed had bright bubbly eyes and that her voice, though shy like her normal self was, was floating like a butterfly.

Maybe it was the fact that even though she was taken here, d'Mani had been nothing but kind and maybe since meeting Brutus and he being nothing but kind as well... maybe what Latika felt and what she look like would come and work together in a way that brought her back to who she once was. Sure she was in the presence of a male, not all males had been so harsh to her, what about the one who helped her escape? That male was kind hearted, though stern with his voice like most in that pack. There was something about Brutus though, the way he looked at her, the way he spoke and his happy go lucky glow about him, Latika rather enjoyed that. Feelings of this enjoyment, being with another who seemed to be happy in life, a little silly but that just added to it, it made her own tail start to wiggle. Her ears swivled backwards as she switched her eyes to glance down towards the dead rodent, her head followed as she sniffed at it and found herself looking upwards towards Brutus. The need to play and run was itching at her but she still refrained from following her own natural wants. "W- Would you teach me?" Her submissive state kicked back in, honestly she was not a very skilled hunter, a horrible one at that. She had always been wonderful with pups though, always been the big sister, babysitter or double mother. Something about the youth always had a warm spot in her heart.
~ Homeless ~ Loved by no one ~ Soul guarded by Brutus ~ 4 Years ~ Brownie





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