The Grotto

Disaster has struck!
Years ago, an earthquake broke open several entrances into a deep, winding series of subterranean systems. It was thought that deep below, underground rivers snaked their way below Moladion. Now, flooding in the Northern reaches of Moladion has proven this theory to be true.

The Grotto is almost entirely submerged. Many of the entrances are completely inaccessible, and those that are only extend a few hundred feet before ending in water. The lower entrances, however, act almost like a giant drain for Moladion. Water pours down into the Grotto's maw as powerful rapids and waterfalls, and large amounts of debris have build up throughout the area. It can be exceptionally dangerous to travel due to the risk of flash-flooding and dams suddenly breaking, but the Grotto does offer the most consistent access across the floodwaters because of those dams.

Note:The Grotto 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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The thunderstorm didn't seem to be letting up as I had expected, instead it was getting worse. My ears flattened against my skull in annoyance-- I wasn't afraid of storms, but I certainly didn't want to be out in one. Water droplets still dripped from my black and white fur and I huffed. This was definitely not an optimal situation, I'd have to take the time later to clean myself up before I further scouted out these lands. I needed to have a grasp on my surroundings after all, and though this place didn't look like much right now, the faint scent of wolves who had come and gone spoke otherwise. A flash of white light followed by a loud clap of thunder made me glance up at the sky, my fiery eyes decidedly unimpressed by Mother Nature's overcompensating.

A short bark caught my attention and I glanced towards the source of the sound. Another stood outside, smaller and younger than I, a female. Looking rather pitiful standing there, sopping wet in the rain. She looked scared too, like the storm had really shaken her up. The words were spoken and they sounded timid, almost, and I offered her a small smile to hopefully soothe her nerves. I scooted over a bit, nodding towards the spot next to me. "Yeah, can't leave you out there in the rain. Make yourself at home, chica." I said, my fierce eyes settling upon her in a curious manner. So I had met my first... native? She seemed similar to the wolves who had lived at my old home and subconsciously I was put at ease by this.

She was younger than me by a bit, a child still, even. Took me away from my flirtatious socialization to my more chivalrous one. I never had much to do with kids, except for maybe when I was one. She wasn't a little kid at least, so that was a good thing. I looked back out at the rain that still showed no signs of slowing down, and figured I should start with the polite conversation. "I'm Vincent, Vincent Vega. Y' can call me Vincent, though." I looked away from the rain and back to the girl sitting beside me. "What can I call you?"



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