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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show me where forever dies

i will take your breath away
Run. Stay. Leave. Keep. The thoughts are quick and repetitive, like a broken record playing in her mind. Weary body can not keep up with the demands her mind and soul seem to be giving and she is frozen to the spot. Like a ship idling in murky waters unsure whether to follow the light house that will guide her home or turn back into the darkness that she knows. A stand still, for the moment. So many feelings causes her to feel an uneasy numbness, overloaded with these emotions that had never existed. For she knows from when they first met in the grotto that he meant something to her, that he was in some way tied to her. As if fate had given her what she had wanted, happiness. And that happiness is now in pain cause she in some way needs the other to balance her. She wanted to be perfect for him, to no longer have this shadow on her soul and in doing so had added so many more at the harm she has done.

The scars that are hidden beneath the plush white coat are nothing compared to this constant ache. She would bare a thousand more scars not to feel this. And then he is there, before her. Despite the pain there is a joy at being in his presence, a missing piece coming together for the final image. Tangerine eyes watch the way his tail wags sadly and her ears instinctively lower to lay upon her skull, her head shifting down. That smile no longer bright as it had been in the grotto but dampened with his emotions. She has missed him, with a passion so fierce she can feel the warmth burst from beneath her flesh. Fear keeps her still, the fear that their beginning was their end. NO! This could not end, she needs him even if he doesn't need her. Even if it meant giving him up should he chose another, for any attention from him would due even if was not what she wanted.

He moves and her eyes are trained on him, as if he is the only one that paralyze her and make her feel alive. The closer he gets the more her weary body seems to lift from it's submissive stance until she can feel his touch. It is like the sun after years of darkness, a moment in time where there is nothing but him in front of her. Returning his touch ten fold as if this will be her last, breathing him through scent and touch. Memorizing her shadow stalker as if he will vanish before her eyes.

He pulls away and she cannot help the whine that escapes her as she follows him with her muzzle, until she looks at the silent sadness he gives as she pulls back, turning her head away as ears lay upon her skull. And all the troubles she has come rushing back at the lack of contact, knowing this was not going to be like the grotto this was something else and she doesn't know how to cope. As he mouths her name, it is as if the tension deflates from her body only to be renewed with the distance between them.

She turns to speak, to say something; anything. Yet nothing leaves those lips but silence. Muted by the pain as orange eyes shimmer in teary gaze. As her mouth lips the words her voice does not speak. 'Forgive me.." Despite the lack of voice, it a plea as she leans forward as if seeking him and yet not brave enough to close the remaining distance. She can handle his anger should he give it, what she cannot handle is the pain in those handsome blue and green eyes that is her doing as her heart seems to stop ever so briefly as a single tears falls and her muzzle reaches to place a gentle kiss upon his own.

Not yet content she moves around him, shifting her coat against his own. Circling him as she blends the white and black as if somehow it will ease him, ease her. Stopping at his side, as her head comes to rest at the broad of his chest, ear flickering at the heart he has encased beneath the flesh that she hope one day will be hers to take should no other be graced with its contents before then. As she seems to embrace him, eyes closing at the feel of his against her as the roar of the falls takes her away and she finds her voice. "Forgive me.." As the tears fall.


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