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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Be still my beating heart
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Gentle is not a word I have ever used for myself, not something I thought myself capable of. I have never felt or known softness, always equating these things with weakness. But, with my beloved grey Skully, it does not feel like weakness. He makes me strong, and I discover that I do not simply fight over my selfish want of the angel lands, I fight to give him a steady home. I fight so the darker wolves of moladion can have somewhere to lay their nightmarish heads. The underbelly needs a home base, and it is due time for Moladion to know true fear when they look upon the ruins of diveen.

His tongue has a soft whispering and pleased sigh escaping my lungs, bright pink gaze becoming veiled in light and shadow. He whispers to me as he grooms my coat, his tongue relaxing away all the tension and apprehension I have for tomorrow. I smile, turning my face to him so I may look in his pale green eyes. "I know you do, my love, it is what gives me the strength to challenge, to win."

His gaze darkens as he tries to Sheila it from me, laying his head down. It is my turn to comfort it would seem, and though his words break my heart, I find a smile on my face. "But, you did not fail me. Daenerys sits upon the stone throne as she was meant to. Only the strong can truly lead, and if there is a force of good on the throne, there must be a throne of bad. It is how the game is played. If anyone failed, it is I. You were injured in my stead, and for this there is no forgiveness for myself." What are these strange things forming in my heart? Feelings? I had been unaware that I even possessed those before he came to me. "You could never fail, love. As long as your heart and love are my own, you will not fail. You leave me, though, I will carve my heart right from your chest, those who fail me do not live to repeat their failure." I say the words with a flawless grin, letting him know I understand what he means.

He changes the topic, to Shiran of all things. A growl bubbles in my chest as he mentions it, though a part of me is excited to witness how hard Skully will fight for my virtue, I still hate that he will be injured for it. I know the male who wishes to claim my womb with his seed, and I know what he is capable of, but I know too that Skully will do his best in the fight. That he is more than capable of fighting and winning was never doubted. "I would not wish him to live long if he tried to violate you in such a manner, if you do not kill him for it, I would." I lay my tongue against his muzzle, licking up to his cheek in a soft and comforting kiss. "Do not worry, love, that is my job." I give him a smile, and lay my head over his back.

His next question nearly has my head tilting in confusion, but I realize then why he asks such a thing. "I have often wondered at it, but it is not for me to ask questions you may not be ready to answer. Are the fights what has you so distant from me, or is it the upcoming season?" I have to ask this, the sudden stoicism in our relationship has not gone unnoticed, and on some deep level, it has had me blame myself. What if he no longer wanted me? What if he left?

I would have no one. I would be alone, and I cannot be now that I know the softness of his love.

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