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

Return to Lunar Children
Upon the Hour of Honor
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Her scent was the first thing that hit me as I romped with my son. It passed over me and instantly my fur stood on end. Whatever it was it was not good and quietly I nudged Ravenwing back toward the den and his mother. I had to attend to this and I would not have him getting in the way. After asserting that he was safe I take off at a lope toward the borders. My instincts told me to call for my pack but I did not, I was their leader and more than capable of handling myself.

I am terribly close by the time a howl rings out, the tones low yet youthful as it rang out. Another joining in after a moment and it is then that I know that three await me. Pausing I allow my mouth to part, tasting the air as it informs me that I am indeed correct. Resuming motion I break free of the tree cover and come face to face with the trio that rest beneath shade cover on the other side of my border. Instantly I know that there are two males and one female and that the female is the sole adult. I take in their dark coats, lips turning upward ever so slightly. I was blessed a silver brindle unlike my father and the intense heat did not assault me so. However that did nothing to deter my light panting as I cool my body down.

I do not recline, only stand upon my border eyeing the trio. Something within me recognizes the scent that clings to them just like the shadows. They are enshrouded in gloom but I am not impressed. After a moment I lock eyes with the femme, her energy dark and rolling yet she still speaks not so neither do I. She is the one who came a calling so it is her place to speak first. If she does not then I will lower my body into attack stance before releasing a low growl. So it is in her best interest to speak before I feel threatened for if she allows me to feel as such I will attack all three without a moments hesitation.
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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