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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.

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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N A N U K






The grey and brown dappled wolf was happily slumbering away, though don’t let his appearance fool you, he was still pretty well aware of his surroundings out of habit. Nanuk wasn’t sure how long he had slept, it may have been only a few minutes, perhaps an hour, or maybe even a day; but now he was vaguely of the sound of paw steps coming closer, but nothing gave him any suspicion that the wolf approaching meant him any harm. For all he knew the paw steps had been a dream because now silence surrounded him, he drifts back along the dream current he was on before. But before he could far he felt Natu’s muzzle press against his cheek and withdraw, it was such a faint touch that at first he wasn’t sure if he actually felt it and before he decide one way or the other, he heard her voice greeting him. Realizing he wasn’t dreaming his eyes blinked opened, first thing he noticed was that his black paws were still throbbing and now were stiff. Then as his eyes readjusted to the light he saw the white with blue eyes who was years older than himself, shifted his weight so he was upright.

Dipping his head he says, “Hello, my name is Nanuk, what would yours be?”, while his tone was kind and polite, his voice was raw from the cold. His ears perked eagerly for her name, his broken ear flopped against itself as they did so, reminding him of its existence.

He wasn’t afraid whether or not meant him harm, because if she had she would not have roused him purposefully. Always happy to have company, “it’s a pleasure to meet you.” He said tail wagging slightly.







this is his thoughts this is him speaking


~~ Male ~~ 4 years ~~ no mate ~~ imprint unknown ~~ no pack ~~



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