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
Let me guide you
IP: 24.27.96.14

It does not take too long for the large male to appear before her though the trees. A smile crosser her charcoal lips as her yellow eyes rest upon his brindled form. Silvertongue did not seem to suffer after the long time of their parting. The last she saw him, she was indeed in a...panic of sorts. She was seeing a ghost of her past, and she only held hope that, just maybe, the rest of them lived and just haven't come back yet. It is a foolish thought though, a hopeful one that will likely never be fulfilled. At least, she still had Silvertongue. He would be here in Glorall, and she was glad to have him so close by.

He approaches and her dark charcoal tail wags behind her. Her ears pinned back a little as she whines happily in greeting as he comes to rest his head on her shoulder in a sort of hug. Andromeda returns the favor, though at a different angle due to her shorter statue. She wasn't a terribly small female, in fact she was larger than many, but Silver...was a monster of wolves. She gives a lick on his shoulder before they pull apart. The dark fae gracefully falls to her haunches into a sit.

He begins to speak, his deep vocals ringing in the air. He has the voice of authority, the voice of an alpha and it fits him well. She is sure that he makes an excellent leader. If she hadn't found Azrael, she knew she would call this beautiful land her home. He would never agree to move though, with his sister being the leader of the pack, and his general stubbornness. Andromeda's star-touched crown remained facing him as he speaks. He is concerned, of course, Silver was always the caring kind. Andromeda smirks as her held tilts mischievously to the side. She extends a paw to poke him with playfully.

"Always so concerned. Nothing has happened, You became the leader of Glorall, that is what! And yes, I am quite the opposite of starving. My children are doing rather well. My Starfall, my son named after...Starshade, he has trouble...adjusting to the world...oh, it is long a story. I am glad to have birthed daughters last spring. And how about you? You have had your own children this spring, yes?" she said with a smile on her face, her liquid black paw coming back to her side. Andromeda gave a nod of her head as she then sprung to her feet with quite the energy. It isn't often she gets to leave Diveen, with Azrael being the overly paranoid and over protective male he is.

"Yes! I am glad you asked! I...I haven't left Diveen since I got...taken by Iromar while searching for food. I think I will be pretty safe here, yes?Seeing as you are the Alpha here now, dear Silver. Although, I am afraid we will have to speak beyond our friendship, I had asked Isola to visit on behalf of Diveen. Let us walk!"she exclaimed, her tail still wagging behind her as she then bounded past Silver and into the Glorall border. Yes, it should be quite obvious by her gait that she had been itching for some freedom from Diveen, and what better way than to explore a new place?

Seven Years - Soul of Azrael - Mother of Meryl, Starfall, Guardian, Celeste,Iophiel


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