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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In all her short life Shiloh had never really experienced the violence of the world. It was spoken of in whispered tongues and bloody wounds but she hadn't actually seen it with her own eyes - okay, well she had but it hadn't impacted her like when she saw Aviias's slumped figure in Diveen pleading with her. That had driven something straight into her chest. The feeling of intense strangeness that had lingered around her, within her, had solidified into something hard. A ball of fury that wrapped itself around her genuine heart. She would have justice for her friend somehow but as Aviias was sleeping off the wounds that Shiloh had so clumsily packed, nestled safe within the confines of Diveen, Shiloh found herself loping away from her home. No. Not loping. Running. Flat out as if the devil was at her tail nipping her along.

She had grown so much in the six months or so since she had seen the other two. She hadn't even recognized Aviias among her bloodstains but she wonders if Nogitsune will be the same? Of course not. He won't be so much of a pup anymore. He would be a year soon and she would be two. How much had changed between them? Had the demons brainwashed him like she had heard they did? She hoped not.

The exercise was not as pleasurable as it had always been because the thought of her friend nagged at her, wounded and who knew if Aviias would make it? She had to get away for a moment to remember the moments they had had together - the only memory. In a way she was mad she hadn't checked on her friend sooner. But she hadn't wanted to seem like she was recruiting her since they were friends. Ugh! She would kill whoever did this to her friend. Rip their throat clean from their bodies and stand over the bloody carcass until the vultures arrived to pick out their innards.

Such vile thoughts swirled in her head as she came to the spot where she had first sat and Nogitsune had happened upon her. She sits now, her breath heavy and the sunlight falls across her snout. The golden hairs atop her nose are stained with the blood of her friend - she hadn't attempted to clean herself. Shiloh raises her head and howls - it is filled with anger and desperation. Would he come?

S H I L O H
| we still are made of greed |
one year old - Third Princess of Diveen - no heart/no soul - Kane x Isola
daughter of sunlight and shadows

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