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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The site where his body lay is gruesome and horrid. The mauled body of my love, mate and father lay infront of me. The only way you can recognize him is by the head that is left. This tears my heart into two and my heart just falls into more pieces when I find the body of my son ravenwing laying all broken and squashed. Why fate? Why did you do this? This is your fault. Now everytime I fall asleep the scene replays in my head like a nightmare caught in a constant loop. And every morning I wake up with a blood curdling scream or extremely horrified. This event has left me empty minded and disconnected from everything. I walk glorall with head llw, tail dropping behind me and eyes that are empty looking. The only thing that actually keeps me in reality is Noel. I've got to stay strong for him. Though it is hard, everything I run into reminds me of him and it only brings me down even more.

Today though I nuzzle Noel awake and exit the den. I have become more protective of my adopted son but I make sure not to be overly protecrive for fear he wouldn't even want to stay around me during the day. I remember that I had wanted to have noel and my son meet and play but that day will never happen now. The sun shines down but dark clouds loom in the distant threatening to bring rain. Well I better get this done now. Silver had not called a pack meeting in a while and I needed to see how well the pack would react to me as the new alpha. Hopefully I don't screw this up and everything turns out alright Moving back towards where Silvertongue had died I gather a rock and stick and put it in the ground. I did not want the pack to see his mauled body so I dragged it to the sea to allow the other predators to have it. I know that was probably not right but it had to be done. I look down towards Noel and a single tear rolls down the left eye meaning I was in pain. Regathering myself I sit back onto my haunches and release a howl into the air alerting the packmembers to a pack meeting. If they did not know about his death then I would tell them but for now I slowly end the call and lower my eyes to the ground.

Take your time glorall your queen is grieving and needs support.


This is how i Speak


Female ~ Seven Years ~ Mate to Silvertongue ~ No Imprint ~ Glorall Alphess ~ Mother to Ravenwing Noel
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