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 August 19, 2013 at 04:25:41 AM by SilverTongue



My blood pounded in my ears as my paws ate up the ground. I was pushing my body to the limit, my ears lay flat as the wind whips past me. Sweat cling to my silver fur, tickling my skin with slight chill when I suddenly whip to the left and onto the beach. Sand is kicked up as I race across the shore line, my magnificent form breathtaking against the morning light. My muscles flex beneath the long fur that caress my hulking form. I am scarred but not so much so that it takes away from my gentlemanly charm. I am a beast yet civilized and without warning I throw my head back and howl. I sing a song of glory, of new beginnings and of a beautiful future. I sing an uplifting song, a song to wake my pack, to bolster morale. I sing because I am absolutely joyful.

Lowering my head I allow my tongue to finally escape my mouth as my sides heave in and out. My heart hammers at my ribcage as my body shivers slightly. I am alive and primed, ready for whatever yet I am not finished. I want another outlet, I want to play or wrestle. I want to dig my paws in and get dirty yet there is no one around. With a flick of my tail I forge forward at a clipped pace. A canter if you will. Giving a bark, an invite, I search for a companion.

Will I find you or will you find me?
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]


YOU guys know I suck at starting threads so bear with me and lets get something going!


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