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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Posted on May 28, 2014 at 10:58:05 PM by Shiloh



|no matter what we breed|

She is rather startled by the swift manner in which the male turns towards her. Magnus has a look about him of violence although it could just be the creature dangling from his mouth. The look on his face immediately sends tension down her spine. She wasn't an overly aggressive wolf nor did she run about proclaiming to be a Princess and expect others to wait on her - nay, in fact she rather enjoyed her solitude. The only reason she was out here was to complete her task that her mother set for. A task that seemed almost impossible especially when she was met with grumps like this male.

The moment he dropped the animal so unceremoniously to the ground was the moment when her hackles began to raise. She smoothed them down slightly so as not to make him attempt to attack her because really he seemed a bit crazy. Well. Not crazy. Just damn rude.

Shiloh's ears fell back at his response and she was about to come out with some smartass reply, unusual for her, when a dark figure moved towards them. This female smelled of nothing but sea spray and salt and was quite clearly from Glorall. Although she didn't let on that she was annoyed Shiloh got the distinct impression that Maradona wasn't thrilled at her presence. She half expected the male to turn around and start gloating to what was apparently his pack mate but instead he snapped some sarcastic reply to her too. A Princess of Glorall? Interesting. Royal blue eyes jump to the other female in curiosity.

"Well now that I've met you I don't much like you - it is no wonder you didn't fit in in Diveen." Her words came out somewhat haughty and her tail swished in agitation; she wouldn't beg him to come if that is what he expected. Nor would she slink away like some cowed child. Whether or not she was a Princess made no matter. She would be a strong individual. She cast a sideways glance at Maradona wondering how she would take his blatant disregard for both of them. "Princess, you can have him. He isn't really fit for company anyways."
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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