Susil Crags

Disaster has struck!
The Crags are a series of rocky formations with small caves and crevices throughout. Many of the lower-lying areas of the Crags have been flooded, however, with water pouring in from the Northern stretches of Moladion. Some paths have been completely submerged, and some are nothing more than a few rocky peaks sticking out of the water. The water is fairly slow moving but begins to pick speed up towards the Grotto, becoming a series of intense rapids and waterfalls as it nears the Grotto's entrance.

The area itself is still traversible. However, it can be risky. Large amounts of debris can enter the waterway, creating bridges at times but also creating dams that break and cause ocassional flash-flooding. Be careful, travelers! One wrong step and you could end up finding out where the water goes.

Note: Susil Crags will return to normal once 25 posts have been completed (or at Staff discretion). During this time, new threads will receive a 'Surprise','Disaster', and prizes.

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The nuzzle he had decided to give the girl was one well rewarded. It was a simple gesture, but Emry found his molten lava gaze closing momentarily at the feel of her tongue against his muzzle. It was brief but enough to bring a bark of joy and excitement past his dark lips and send his silver and black tail waving behind him. And then just as before she is off again, twisting her larger and more graceful frame back in the direction they had come. He did not push himself to catch up with her, and followed her at a gentle lope to the edge of the water. But she did not stop, enjoying herself in the shallows and sending crystalline drops of water about as she moved. When intense ice blue eyes found his own, he gave his own reply to her yip in a short and pleasant bark. Creeping forward ever so slowly, he edged his toes into the cool water and wiggled his rear end in excitement. After their short little excursion, the chilled water felt wonderful between his toes, and further up along his legs as he continued forward.

His own pink tongue lolled out the side of his jaw, his breathing a bit heavy and his body language exuding excitement and happiness. Emry knew just as he knew most things that he had found a friend in this girl, whomever she might be. He did not know her name, but knew that he could simply find out whenever he may find his way to Diveen again. He could always ask her, but something about their silence just felt.. right, to him, and so his jaw remained shut. The water that glistened against the dark chocolate of her pelt was so similar to the gleam of her irises that the boy found his gaze wandering back and forth between the two. And that was when a sudden and very familiar scent assaulted his senses. It was his brother, Alaric, and he was very close. His gaze then shifted from the girl and to their surroundings, the pool they were currently at surrounded by others of a similar sort. The cologne was so strong that he had to be very close by, and this drew his attention away from his new friend.

Turning back to her, he gave a short bark before closing the distance. When he was close enough, he momentarily pressed his black nose against the creme part of her muzzle. It was brief and he was soon pulling back, giving her another short and sweet bark. He did not want to leave her, but the ever prominent scent of his brother was drawing at him, tugging him and urging him to find the other. Emry did not know why, but he simply wanted to see Alaric. It had been some time since he'd seen his brother, the last time being in Diveen with their father. And the silver and black boy was confident he would find his friend again, the fire touched chocolate marked beauty he had been playing with. With one last glance of his molten gaze back to ice blue, he speaks with his body that he is now on the move- but she is welcome to join him if she so wishes. This is signified by the slightest wave of his skull, motioning toward the place he believes his brother is.

If she joins him, she joins him, and if she does not he will find her again eventually. For everything's eventual. Eager and on high alert with his dark ears perked forward and at attention, Emry is then in search mode as he leans down to scent the earth, picking up the trail immediately and quickening his pace. His romp with the pretty girl was not out of mind, and would not be forgotten- and if she followed he would welcome it, but the boy was content in his decision. After all, life never stood still for long and things were always moving, always changing and contorting to everything else. It was something he was coming to know very well.


E M R Y
male - one - no ones love - no ones soul - diveen


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