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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

The Devil's got a rifle on my front porch

Honestly, it was totally unexpected to find that a child beneath her father's rule was so not good at this whole, well, living business. Really, he could't even drink correctly. Obviously it came down to his mother being a fool or, more likely, he was just a total fool. Seriously, what was he going to do when he got older if he couldn't even properly drink water? Every time she thought about it, she eye rolled and sighed beneath her breath. Utterly ridiculous but at least training him up would get her some merit points, right? What with Maradona learning to heal and Octavia getting to follow their father around everywhere... she had to one up them somehow!

As he lowered into the water to drink, she stood proudly with her chest puffed out, still staring at him with an expectant look. Well, come on! Like what? He wasn't doing anything...

Water. Water everywhere! No! She leapt back as the water came falling down on her, snorting as droplets trailed down her muzzle and forehead. Bewildered, she pawed futilely at her face, only managing to wet it even more from the water her paws had been standing in. She looked... ridiculous, awful, horrendous - oh my god. It took her some time to regain her composure, and the moment she did, she stared up at the boy with perhaps the darkest look any wolf could muster. Pure. Unadulterated. Unhappiness. Even as he bounced about so joyously, she stood stiff legged, her fur messed and soaked... just staring, fuming away and huffing beneath her breath.

"Are you trying to drown me?! Is this some kind of challenge?"

Then it occurred to her, and she flicked her head back and laughed, a wicked chortle. Oh, it all made sense - if she could, she'd damn well do her best to look so flawlessly proud, flashing him a condescending smile.

"Oh, I get it. You don't want to admit that you don't know how to drink. Well, I shall take your drowning attempt as an official challenge. Prepare to fall, infidel."

With that, she charged forward, throwing her weight into (hopefully) him with all the intentions to grab him around the neck with her too-long legs. If he was going to drown her, she was damn well going to drown him too - in dirt and dust! Yes, that was her intention: to force him down, into the dirt and thus, out for the count.

He knows I came looking for a fight
the red princess of tesseract and caligula

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