Glorall

Disaster has struck!
Flooding from the north has taken its toll on Glorall. The large tides combined with the increase in water draining from the Ruieze River has flooded the lower regions of the pack. The sandy soil, compounded with so much water, has toppled a lot of trees. Traveling is difficult even when the water is shallower, with the sandy soil below being difficult to find traction on. The daily tides seem to keep the level of flooding fairly consistent, too.

During the low tide, wolves may be able to move around the higher dunes (with some difficulty) but during high tide, the pack is almost impossible to safely navigate. Swimming is possible, but the risk of currants and surges from either the ocean or the river are very real. The island off of the coast of Glorall is untouched by either issue, although it is incredibly difficult to find your way there without being an adept swimmer with plenty of good luck!

Note: Glorall will reopen once 30 posts have been completed (or at Staff discretion). During this time, new threads will receive a 'Surprise','Disaster', and prizes. Glorall is currently not open for challenges.


THE HERE AND NOWALPHA OF GLORALL
Elohim

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Posted on July 21, 2014 at 11:29:59 AM by CERSEI.



He had come home, hadn't he? It was as if she could practically feel his presence enter the pack though she put it down to her imagination. There had been countless times she had imagined him trekking over the river and back home only to find it was Vesper or Riopat, or some other white visitor. It had become rather tiring, really, to have her hopes continuously soar and then come to a spluttering stop. Even now, when she was so sure, she waited patiently instead. He'd come home soon, that much she was sure of. They'd been apart for long enough!

Apparently she had waited long enough, too. Whatever had stirred that feeling within her refused to go away - had he truly come home this time? Why hadn't he called for them? She narrowed her eyes in thought, imagining her father having been the first to find him. It was unthinkable! She was supposed to be multidimensional - she had to be good at everything and that included knowing when one of their own was home. ?Nonetheless, she had to find out. With a huff, she shifted from her resting place on the sand and began her journey towards the northern borders. She tried to keep her cool, jogging along though internally she wanted to sprint and howl in excitement. If she did that though... and he wasn't home... then what? It'd hurt as much as she didn't want to admit it. It had never made sense why things like that hurt but they did. It was silly, right?

Though, when she finally broke onto the flats along the river, she was met with a sight that seemed to baffle her for a moment. White just like Riopat and Vesper but... that tiny mark of red, those eyes... Sinclair! Her tail instantly began to wave behind her as she jogged forward, her lips a telltale sign of her joy as they broke into a broad, toothed grin. It felt as if she held too much air in her lungs and she breathed out a sigh of relief, a sound that finally brought her back into composure. By then, she stood not too far from him on the shore, her lips curled up into a more Cersei-esque smirk.

"Are you sure you made me wait long enough?"

cersei


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