Aplos Riverside

Moladion’s powerful, winding river...
Aplos River is a broad, slow-moving river originating from somewhere beneath the mountains of Spirane and feeding Iromar’s moors in the south. The northern parts of the river are known for their strong currents, with the water becoming slow moving in the south. The riverbanks vary along its course, ranging from soft hummock grasses to small groups of pine, and sometimes nothing but pebbles and sand. Crossing can be difficult at times, but it can be swam or bridged by fallen trees or boulders alike.

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I'm A Bitch, I'm a Lover, I'm a Child I'm A Mother
I'm a Sinner I'm a Saint, I do not feel ashamed.
I'm Your Hell I'm Your Dream I'm Nothing In Between
You know you wouldn't want it any other way....



Something so silly and trivial as a Male Male bonded pair was just about the furthest thing from my mind right now. We cannot choose whom we Love, just as we cannot choose when the sun rises or when it sets. It is the Nature of things. It can be cruel and unfair, even when Fate decides whom should Imprint, or when.

The odd tingle rides along my spine again, surging back into the forefront of my mind with an immediacy that makes me go rigid, sculpted dial tilting almost imperceptibly to one side as ear flicks back just as a warm puff of breath fizzles into being. A voice whispers, tantalizing the sensitive cusp of that ear even as my logical thought processes revolt against that same sensation.

One lip curls, eyes sparking molten flakes and diamond dust even as I feel my body respond to the closeness of another Being. It had been so long since anything even close to feeling intimate had happened to me, and I suppose it made me Long for such a touch. But I deny myself as mismatched gems eye the silver varg from their corners.

A flicker of confusion flames up behind my eyes. Why was He here? Had he stalked me from Glorall? Suspicion roused, I remained on edge.

"Cobryn," I state flatly, as if to ignore the soft whisper. I had seen the silver male in Glorall, cuddled close to Enigma, another face that despite trial and tribulation, had been around Moladian for as far back as I can remember. I was familiar with Cobryn, though we had never been much more the passing acquaintances. He'd gleaned notoriety for his adventures with the female flesh, some good and others bad. It is said he had fathered many children, including one that I looked upon with very near the same fondness as the love of one of my own sons.

Risk had been my first pupil here in Moladian. He had been my constant shadow from the time he was one until well into his adulthood. I like to think I'd shared a part of his upbringing, and that in the grand scheme of things he'd been one of the only things I'd gotten right out of all I'd ever done.

I do not know if I care for how close his sire stands now, feeling so very much Here. I blame it on the hormones. I seem to be ultra aware of everything right now and mayhap that was why all my nerves were in a wild fray dancing too and fro in my capillaries. It is not like the lightning that always ignited between myself and another dark stranger... but it is intense and.... all consuming just the same. And yet, like in the eye of a hurricane, surrounded by wild winds and debris, as soon as he settles at my side, I feel a strange sense of calm wash over me.

It is not cold and detached, as I feel more often then not these days. It is a gentle, tender sway. The sweep of ocean waves over soft sanded shores. I have forgotten my facade for the moment, too, enveloped by this strange tide. And I forget that he would not recognize me.


"It's been a long time since I've seen your mug around this place. To be honest I didn't even know you were still around... though you are looking well. A new female at your side too, I see. An attempt at making amends with the past perhaps?"

Okay, so I wasn't exactly a bowl of cherries today. I was prodding ever so subtly into old wounds just to watch the sting of it. It was cold and uncalled for but these days I seem to have little censorship.
I'm A Bitch I'm a Tease, I'm a Goddess on my Knees
When You Hurt when you Suffer I'm your Angel Undercover
I've Been Numbed, I'm Revived Can't Say I'm Not Alive
You know... I wouldn't Want It Any Other Way...

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+ 44" tall +
+ 215 lbs +
+ Kitana of Diveen +
+ Inamorta Of Devil May Cry+
+ Beholder of Kane, Stella, Cordova, Chance, Zeteri, Valentina, Kali & Durga +



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