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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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I'll be the Zig to your Zag
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Posted on December 13, 2013 at 00:26:36 AM by zigzag

Sooo, Maybe I wasn't so keen on going home and facing my mother with nothing to show for all that I've done. But that didn't mean I didn't miss my mountain home, and I often find myself lingering along the shores of the river, close to Spirane's border where I can still catch brief whiffs of my parents' scents blowing down the slopes, carried crisply in the chill winter air.
Today is one of those days, I find myself meandering along the river banks, my form unusually tall for a two year old, I'd be a giant like my dad some day... but I was still sleek and awkward in my teen youth, only just now beginning to fill in with all those womanly curves that would make me quite the stunning looker when I came of age. For now, I was pretty much all legs and sleek, lean torso, paws as large as tea saucers expanded across the top of the snow, distributing my weight evenly enough that I didn't sink even so far as my knees into the powdery dunes.

I was just contemplating how difficult it would be to catch a fish from the still flowing river waters... or whether or not it was even worth my troubles, when from not so far away, I heard a roar of wolven aggression, swiftly followed by a yelp. A plume of snow dust puffed from beyond the next hill, and my first instinct was to run to the commotion and investigate.

Long legs ate away the distance, and I was just about over the hill when a small white figure, nearly invisible against the snowy surroundings, just about careened into me in his haste to escape! I dug in my paws, trying to skid to a stop and avoid the collision but I wasn't quite quick enough and he smacked right into my chest.

I shook off the initial hit, jumping back to my paws and recovering my ground, hackles bristling instinctively and my eyes darted about, looking for the danger.

"What is it? What's the matter?!" I barked, deep indigo eyes flashing at him with concern.

Suddenly from behind him appeared his pursuer, a dark shadow covered in a smattering of crimson blood... her eyes sparked an empty, vengeful light. Hunger, that dark, murderous hunger, like the eyes of a shark. Without thought to my own safety, my lips curled back from my sharp fangs, a fierce snarl piercing the air. I jumped between the dark femme and the smaller white male, shielding him from her attack.

"Hey!" I growled protectively, dropping into a crouch and bracing myself for an attack "Why don't you pick on someone your Own size!?"

2 * Forgotten Seraphim * Cherub of Zildjian x Reyja * No One's Angel * No One's Demon * Spirane Is my purgatory

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