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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Water, it clung to the olfactory sensors within her nostrils, the moisture from it making her nose run. Her paws began to sense the change in her surroundings, from the grassy lands of the field she had passed through, to a softer earth. Her ears began to catch the sound of babbling long before it ever came up within her reach. The red and white female moved evenly, though she lay her paws individually in an odd manner. Toes splayed out and slow graceful movements showed what she was doing, each paw touched the earth and drew slightly away to be set down again in a safe place. She felt her way through the darkness, searching for the promise of hydration, her mind clouded by weariness and her eyes wide open. Rarely did she blink, those oddly beautiful eyes showing her supposed weakness to the world. Black rims housed a blue so deep and brilliant it could only be called sapphire, this stunning color faded into a solid icy glacier, seemingly capped in a solid sheet of snow. The sight giving pupils were notably absent, which in turn gifted her with a hidden strength.

Lost in thought for a moment, Jaidah forgets to feel her way around, her paws simply following their set rhythm, until the cool crisp waters of a river or creek brushed softly against her paws. Sensitive skin stings at the feel of sudden cold, a hiss leaving her lips as she draws her foot back out of the water. She slowly draws back, leaning her head down, she puts her sensitive nose to the ground, the dark liver and pink instrument and the short whiskers of her muzzle let her know when she should take a drink. She cringes at the cold water upon her tongue, persevering through the stinging feelings and dazzling at the crisp flavor the water here had. After her squirrel lunch, and the delightfully odd conversation she had with that D'Manaco fellow, she decided she may actually like life here. She had yet to know the name of this place, but she found she couldn't care less to her anyway. Every land looked the same to her.

"Speaking..." Thinking...
jaidah

Faith is seeing light with your heart when all your eyes see is darkness
female - three - hunts no one - haunted by no one - crazy rank of no pack
russet, black & white with gradient white to blue to black eyes - no legacy


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