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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Posted on April 28, 2013 at 05:06:26 PM by Latika


Slowly this little girl was coming out of her shell, very slowly. Her body swayed through the lands of Glorall, unfamiliar still with the grounds, but she was learning. Her earthen hued coat still showed signed of her ribs but her hip bones were almost invisible with her now lush again coat. The limp that she held in her hind right rear was just a subtle hitch now and maybe would remain that way for the rest of her life. Latika was just blessed to be able to relax, if only for a little bit in a pack that she does not feel threatened from; Even if she was taken without her will.

The evil sounds of growling and attacking hit her ears, the scent of blood strong in the air. Should she continue to follow this scent? Her ears flipped around and her brow wrinkled up in worry, there was a pause in her forward movement and a whine from her lips. But she kept moving, maybe d'Mani or Brutus would be there. This brought a real large smile to her lips and she coyly glanced to the ground, shy even when alone.

Upon moving towards the beach she saw the congress of wolves and held herself back, so many- to many. Her hind end shook a bit and she took a step back, her tail tucked itself just next to her hocks. Eyes of emerald and gold flecks darted from wolf to wolf seeing none she knew, uh oh. Yet the creature that was killed took her attention. "What the-" Speaking to herself she craned her neck to the right to attempt to grab a different view but none was granted with the amount of wolves that surrounded it, for now she stood a good distant back not wishing to move forward in the fear of getting snapped at. Latika was no subordinate; no she was lower than that.
~ Homeless ~ Loved by no one ~ Soul guarded by Brutus ~ 4 Years ~ Brownie





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