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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I run as if my life depends on it, my paws not daring to make a sound even in my grief as I stride forward powerfully, putting as much distance between myself and Diveen as possible. Diveen is painful right now for it houses the cold dying body of my daughter, the daughter I thought I'd already lost once. I lost Stella so long ago, before I could even gain her forgiveness, before I could show her that she was still my daughter, even if she stored the DNA of another. I do not yet know the fate of Ellie but she has been a stranger to me and I feel as if I've lost her as well. Cordova, my strong son who even with his handicap of deafness could see and hear more than most fully capable wolves. My fearless Zeteri who wanted only to hunt and make her father proud. She was the shining star in the darkness and she's gone. Capone, the little mystery who stayed with Fathom and tolerated her attitude. He was so patient with her. All remains of Natalya and most of the remains of the one I've chosen, Kiska, are gone now and I feel lost. My soul and heart are breaking rihgt before my eyes and I feel helpless, torn. I haven't seen or heard Kiska's voice in so long and it's killing me from the inside out because I haven't spoken to my imprint since our last fight. She wanted me to leave Kiska and be with her as Fate had intended and I rejected her even though every fiber of my being was protesting, urging me to do as she says and go with her, be with her till the end. I turned my back on Natalya but she was never lost to me, never forsaken. I still watched over her even if she didn't want me to but I haven't been to see her lately and it's killing me slowly. My body is aching, my soul breaking down all around me and now my daughter Fathom comes back to me only to start dying right before my eyes. I left before it was even confirmed. I couldn't stand it, this not being able to do anything. Knowing that I couldn't save her broke me. Now my daughter is gone and I did nothing about it. I run to the only wolf who will understand, the only one who will grieve with me. Kiska will be sad to find out but it won't be the same since she's not flesh and blood to my mate but my imprint, the mother of the daughter in question, she will understand. Maybe she will blame me, say this is all my fault. Maybe she'll yell at me again, accuse me, and I'll take it like I always do because I deserve it. I deserve this punishment for forsaking my soul. I deserve this for letting Fathom go, for letting Stella go. I deserve this for not being a better father to them, a better teacher. Maybe then I would still have them and maybe I would still have her. Do I really think that Natalya would have stayed with me? No, not unless I made a decision and it was for her. She was too proud to stand by while I went between her and Kiska. I know it hurt her terribly that I chose Kiska and I still don't regret my decision. I couldn't stand the thought of losing Kiska and maybe if she was around now, I could bury my sorrow in her and let her heal me but since she's not here, I run to Natalya, my soul already ten paces ahead. When I get to the borders, I throw back my muzzle, a grievous howl ripping from my lungs. I call for my imprint, my soul. The pain is sharp, the feelings still raw.




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