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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Upon the Hour of Honor
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She was mad but so was I. She had deliberately disobeyed me and brought our pup to the Glorall when she should have stayed in Spirane until everything was calm. My love and I quarreled throughout the night, our tones low in order not to disturb Ravenwing though I knew he heard. That boy was not slick and as each day passes he grows up to be more and more like me. Despite the fact he never cracked an eye I could tell that his breathing was not right. I knew him and Rhoe like I knew myself and I was intimately attune to their breathing patterns and heartbeat. Yet I did not call him on it, let him think me ignorant so that I can always be ahead of him.

Yet silence fell upon the den as the sun rose, kissing the land with her rays and with it Rhoe took Raven. Citing that she wanted to show him the ocean and teach him to swim better. I knew better but I gave her space as I stayed in the cool depths, enjoying a few hours of solitude and peace. It was the first morning that I gave to myself since I took over. Typically I marked the borders, ensuring that my scent was strong before checking in on the mother’s of the pack. I enjoyed watching the youth of the pack for they were our future and it was then that I hunted. It always took so much from me, my daily routine that I seriously deserved this lazy morn.

Yet even I did not totally drown out my responsibilities. I was going over the places I saw a herd cross, analyzing their scents and where they were heaviest at. I was going to take the pack hunting soon yet I wanted to cover every variable before doing so. I did not want any injuries at least dire ones during our first foray. My mind was turning, the cogs in overdrive when his scent wafted down the tunnel. A scent that even beneath the combined scent of pack and salt was all his: My shit talker. Well he wasn’t really a shit talker but he had a smart mouth and really needed to be taken down a peg. Our first meeting left a sour taste in my mouth about his ability to respect the ranking system. However as I spent time alone and thought about it I think I know. He was the son of alphas and as such there will always be a pull within him. Like with I, we had alpha within us and we will always find it hard to serve.

”Yes, it seems you are given to many things Pan.” My voice is low as it filters up the tunnel yet I make no motion as to moving from my little spot. I was quite comfortable and did not like the fact that actually verbalized wanting to see me in a prompt manner. I was not some whelp and I would present myself when I damn well pleased. It did not occur to me that he meant nothing by it, that it was who he was. I saw him as someone who did not know his place, a potential problem. Perhaps as time goes on that would change but as of now he rubbed me all the wrong ways. I wait several more minutes before rising and leaving the den, taking my sweet time as I did so. After leaving I stretch and give my thick pelt a shake before leveling my gaze to the golden boy. Even my milky eye held an edge as I regard him, taking in his muscular build. He could be great on the army but something told me that he would not be best suited there. If our first meeting had anything to tell me it was that he held a great mind and I intended to see how great it actually was. ”Do you have any idea why I wanted to speak with you?” I ask him? I wait a bit to catch his response before I start walking. ”Do accompany on a stroll” Is all I say as I walk, my muscles enjoying the release and my mind loving the outlet. It was a subtle command yet my voice is pleasant and I wait several more moments before speaking again. ”Tell me Pan what it is that you plan to accomplish here. What are your goals? Achievements? “ Turning my head I regard him, watching his body language as he speaks.
SilverTongue --^-- Male --^-10 --^-- None --^-- Lover of Rhoedias --^-- Imprinted to None --^-- Father of Ravenwing --^-- Son of ThunderBone and BoneClaw --^-- Brother of MoonGlow[F], Apollo[M], Promethues[M], Ezra[M], and Galiene[F]



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