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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I wonder if Octavia knows how she's changed since our last encounter. She's no longer gangly and awkward. She's quite lovely and graceful. She's a beautiful specimen and I'm sure any wolf would be privileged to have her. I wonder if Tesseract has already picked out a prince from another pack or something to have her as his mate some day. Do they still do arranged marriages or is that just in the fairy tales? It always seemed rather magical as a child but now I don't know. I'd like to think I can choose who to love, who to mate with, who to make the mother of my children. I didn't think about things like love while I was travelling. I thought only of the quest for knowledge and how much I could stuff into my brain to impress Tesseract when I returned. True, there were crushes and a few feamles who flirted with me but I did not feel the same way about them.

At her question, I feel suddenly impressive. I've had adventures. I've seen things. She has too but she's not willing to talk about them yet, it would seem. I smirk, still trying to turn on the charm as I offer a ligth shrug like it's nothing.

"A little bit of both, I guess. There were kind wolves who would offer me a fresh kill then there were those who would go out of their way to make me stumble or call me names and try to torment me with mind games."

She laughs at my question and fluffs out her fur, sending a fresh fragrance my way that leaves my skin tingling. Her comment leaves my chest feeling larger, more relaxed but I try not to show it, shifting my weight instead.

"Ah, I see."

I say for lack of anything else to say. She smirks, seemingly happy about something. At her next words, I shake my head, ducking my head some as I smirk slyly.

"None of them were my type."



Tristan.male.5 years old.son of Enigma & Cobryn.brother to Solitaire & Viora.father of none.tied to none.bound by none. 35in. 160lbs.deaf in right ear.no home



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