Aplos Riverside

Moladion’s powerful, winding river...
Aplos River is a broad, slow-moving river originating from somewhere beneath the mountains of Spirane and feeding Iromar’s moors in the south. The northern parts of the river are known for their strong currents, with the water becoming slow moving in the south. The riverbanks vary along its course, ranging from soft hummock grasses to small groups of pine, and sometimes nothing but pebbles and sand. Crossing can be difficult at times, but it can be swam or bridged by fallen trees or boulders alike.

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DRINK IT UP NOW, H O N E Y,

CAUSE WE'RE LIVING LIFE IN THE FASTLANE, ON A HIGHWAY

TO HELL, AND THERE'S NO STOP SIGNS, NO SPEED LIMIT. NO,


THERE'S NOTHING STOPPING US NOW. WE'RE GOING DOWN, BABY,

SO DRINK IT UP, THROW IT DOWN. IT'S OUR LAST NIGHT IN TOWN.


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It hurt, the pain swirling behind his closed lids as a breath struggles to slide by her vicious grip on his throat. Yes, it hurt but it hurt in a way that it should not have. Since when did he become one of those freaks who loved pain with their passion? For that matter when did he even close his eyes…oh yeah now he remembered. The pure bliss of having her close caused him to do that, to savor her scent and bodice without the reminder that she wanted to kill him. If he were going to die just then he wanted to without her blazing eyes shooting death threats, eyes that told him again and again that she did not want him near, that she loathed his very existence. Yet, he could not, would not leave her. To leave her would be to leave himself and his God, an act that is unthinkable.

Warmth seeps onto his heated skin, cooling yet firing and instantly he knows that she has drawn blood before the metallic scent even assaults his nostrils. For a brief moment he wonders if the fact that she drew blood arouses her as much as it does him. But it is just a moment for her snarled words finally penetrate his haze of intense desire. She had a brother. Wait, he remembered her when she was in his land, she traveled alone. No other scent clung to her gorgeous corsets and here she is telling him of a brother. Had she finally gone mad with the need for a protector? The poor girl. ”A brother you say? And where might this little brother be?” His previous expression of bliss totally shot, now replaced with one of deadly intent…of raging jealousy. She was protecting another piece of shit male that was all over her. She was beaten and scared whereas he probably was not. He may share her den whereas he scurried and scoured the land for just the faintest hint of her heady forest scent. So shoot him, he was insanely pissed.

”And just like you, I will worry about who ever the fuck I want to! YOU stand there like you are made of stone but don’t tell me that sometimes you need a shoulder to lean on.” With more force than he means he shoves her off just as she leaps of him, not caring about the stricken expression that crossed her lovely face. ”YOU have no right to worry about who the hell I worry about. No right to tell me where I can go or where I can not go. If I want to be here then Tyrant I will be here!” He snaps, a startling growl forcing up his throat, burning it with its intensity. He was so angry, jealous, and something else. He was tired of her acting like she was invincible…fed up with her ignoring his obvious attraction but not enough to bare his soul. She snarled, he mirrored it with more ferocity, showing his other side for just a moment as saliva pools his mouth and wets his lips. He wants to rip into something, find any way to release the mounting tension and pressure he feels building upon his heart and soul. ”Oh moon you have a sister too. YOU are just full of secrets aren’t you? In Fidelis you traveled alone, how in the River’s sake did you acquire a WHOLE family in such a time? My you do get around don’t you?” Now he glowers, his gaze like venom.

This got way out of paw way to fast.




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Sex: MALE

Age: 5

Lives: LONER

Stalks: JAGGER

Marking Looks Like: Clicky

Fathered: NONE

CREDITS:peek a bloody boo. @ CAUTION 2.0









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