Susil Crags

Disaster has struck!
The Crags are a series of rocky formations with small caves and crevices throughout. Many of the lower-lying areas of the Crags have been flooded, however, with water pouring in from the Northern stretches of Moladion. Some paths have been completely submerged, and some are nothing more than a few rocky peaks sticking out of the water. The water is fairly slow moving but begins to pick speed up towards the Grotto, becoming a series of intense rapids and waterfalls as it nears the Grotto's entrance.

The area itself is still traversible. However, it can be risky. Large amounts of debris can enter the waterway, creating bridges at times but also creating dams that break and cause ocassional flash-flooding. Be careful, travelers! One wrong step and you could end up finding out where the water goes.

Note: Susil Crags 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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It was true - he was a worrier. He worried day in and day out, or so Yin had fast begun to believe. It seemed she could seldom catch him during a peaceful moment but... what did that matter? Even when she stood by and felt each palpable beat of his anxiety, she simply enjoyed being by him. She had been so unsure within Moladion and in some way, he encouraged her to begin seeking ways to exit the shell she had constructed herself. He was, after all, proof that the wolves here were seldom different to those of her home land - the only change was their intricate beliefs, or lack of at times. With him around, she didn't feel like an outcast and she certainly did not feel as abandoned as she knew she should have felt. In fact... things just felt better, really. They were feelings she never knew she had been permitted to feel.

This, of course, lead to worry - panic, even, if she out of control. It was a terrible feeling, one that buzzed in her chest and stomach and made her brain dizzy with uncertainty. Still, she found the silver lining of it all, even when she sat alone in the Crags, as lost as ever: it meant she cared, right? Caring lead to worrying because without that other, there was something missing. She had always been... curious about her pack's well-being, dutifully tending to it with games and stories, but never had she sought out one - and only one - to make happy. All these thoughts seemed to barrage her at once, her eyes settling on Meryl as she contemplated them all. Though she should not be thinking such things, she could not help it. This was a new life here for her and she was positive there was no story in the world that condemned one such as herself caring for another. That would be cruel and the world was not a cruel place.

She noticed the tell tale sign of his concern, her head tilting to better observe his features before he stepped forward. It felt natural to suddenly be embraced by him, and she even found herself shuffling forward to better balance his weight so that they might enjoy the closeness for longer. Closeness was something she was used to - she had slept along side her pack many times - but this was new. It was not out of duty or compassion but desire.

"If worry is no good... then why? Why does Meryl worry so much?"

She frowned, pulling back just the slightest amount so that he could see the entirety of her face - each crease of uncertainty and that little glimmer in her eye that spoke of one thing only: gotcha'. Perhaps he did not wish for her to worry and yet, so often she found herself worrying about his worrying. It was a vicious cycle, a cycle she could only hope to somehow stop. She had tried to find the power to do so but... it seemed so difficult. Even she knew he had to be hiding something. The moment his mouth moved to speak, her eyes brightened and her ears flickered forward, though perhaps not in excitement. What made him nervous? Was it... her?

The tilt of her head became only more pronounced when he spoke, her brows furrowing slightly though her lips peeled up into grin. It was bewilderment, her eyes hinting at the fact that she did not understand the weight of the words she had just heard.

"This one knew. Why else would Meryl spend time with this one? This one is glad, yes. This one likes Meryl."

She paused for a moment, looking up to the sky as she did so. She did not know why but more words came, this time holding their own form of nervousness as she moved to stare into his eyes, the pink of hers reflecting all that he was.

"This one likes... all things Meryl. Will Meryl not leave again? Missing... it is not good thing to feel."

Without him, there was an absence, an uncertainty that he would even return to her. Though perhaps she did not understand it entirely, she at least hoped that he would. After all, she wanted to be near him for as long as he would allow, and even longer then.

yin


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