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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Death is a Quiet Wave
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~~Untamed Heart and Soul~~
I feel my body slamming against his. I feel how I overpower him as we crash into the water. Unfortunately, water creates extra friction and slows me a bit, and he is also a bit larger than me. I know that I got him though, and I know he needs to learn a lesson on this day.

I hear his complaint, and yet it doesn't really compute. Nothing really computes in this moment. I don't even feel the water that weighs down my fur. I cannot see the expression on his face, not how I am 'supposed' to see it. I only see weakness. I only see a coward. I only see someone who gives up and allows their mother to die. There is disdain in my blue eyes as I glare at him.

I do not stop though. The water will not hinder me as he goes back to the land. I chase him, following on his heels with my vicious teeth parted. I snap, grasping his fur and ripping some out. I can feel each strand in my mouth, a snarl most terrifying escaping my lips as I do not stop my assault.

I snap at him again as he speaks, but I do not care about his words. I am tired of his words. His words did not stop that woman from killing mother. His words did nothing, and even still he was silent. I can still see mother as she bled. I still feel my teeth gasping her attacker. I still see it all rushing through my mind.

In fact, it takes me over. All I can see if her, that woman, and she is my brother. I can only see her, and her ripped up face, and I only want to rip it up more. My fur is prickled, yet soaked, and I viciously and suddenly push forward through the air. My jaws seek to bite at his muzzle, yet I only see her face as I do so.

"YOU killed mother, I should kill YOU!" I snarled, my eyes wide with an intense insanity as he relentlessly dashes forward, snapping wildly.

"I will add MORE scars to your ugly face!" I screamed, my fangs still attempting to seek purchase on the female...the female that takes the form of my brother. I cannot control the intensity of my bite, I cannot control my mind as it shows me the female who killed my mother. I want to rip her to shreds, and nothing will stop me.
Viora


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