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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.

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the true worth of liquid gold
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Posted on February 22, 2014 at 03:46:23 AM by Nanuk

N A N U K





He came from the west, why some may ask, simple the answer was food at least that is the more immediate answer, also to look for a pack willing to take him on. While he did just eat, in the west food was more scarce than usual, so he came he in hopes that there would be more. He crossed a river to get here thankfully it was frozen over while he still hated this blasted weather; at least it had saved him the trouble of getting cold and wet. The snow that was falling was starting to weight down on coat as he navigated the rocky terrain. His pads were bloodied and bleeding from ice shards, causing him to limp, and his mood to worsen.

‘I just want to find a nice warm place to curl up and go to sleep.’ The grey and brown dappled wolf groaned inwardly.
‘Caves maintain the same temperature year round’ he recited in his head what his mother had taught him.

Both his parents had been loners in fact, he himself had been a loner his entire life, but this life wasn’t for him he loved other wolves and would rather live in a pack, where the multiple knowledge he held from being a loner raised by loners, could be put to use helping others, but he knew he would have to learn to become a team player before could be any real help to a pack. He realized his lack of team ability was his downfall and is more than willing to overcome it. His long black and russet tail swung as he almost lost his balance on a particularly slippery rock. That had snapped him out of his thoughts, just long enough to notice a rocky outcrop. His ear perked with excitement well, the right did as much as it could seeing as it was broken a flopped forward a little more than mid-way up.

He had made his way up to the outcrop and to his delight found a cave way warmer then outside. His amber-gold eyes swept over it and his nose looked for scent, it appears nothing had been here for about a week maybe two. He limped in, laying down in the farthest corner from the entrance, and began cleaning his poor pads. Then curling his long tail over black muzzle and his sore black paws, he closed his eyes, and fell asleep.





this is his thoughts this is him speaking
~~ Male ~~ 4 years ~~ no mate ~~ imprint unknown ~~ no pack ~~

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