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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Octavia has changed from the girl she was so long ago. That's easy enough to tell just from the short period of time I've spent with her. There's something darker about her, something more mysterious and confident. She was sure of herself when she was younger but this is something more. It actually suits her well. I bet she'll have suitors waiting in line for her, as if being a king's daughter isn't enough of a resume. She's quite beautiful. She's really grown into herself. She looks graceful and yet with a deadly grace. I'd be lying if I said it doesn't keep my attention.

She doesn't seem to want to share what she's been through and that's okay. It only matters if it matters to her. We're both allowed to have our secrets. Our pasts have made us who we are but no one has to know how it shaped us. I don't know how I feel about imprints. On one hand, it might be nice to feel so complete with another but on the other...what if one doesn't want the bond? What if they choose to resent you for it instead? I could see that happening to me. I could be wholy devoted to my imprint and they might hate my guts.

I am rather relaxed around Octavia. Maybe it's because I've known her since puphood and maybe it's something else, something more. She did tease me a lot but that's okay. I always thought of her as a friend, even so. Maybe I needed a little teasing to whip me into shape. She got mad at me a lot too and I could never understand what I did wrong. I don't know even now. I don't see her apologizing for it but then I wouldn't ask her to. It was so long ago and no harm came out of it. At least she hasn't tried to rip my face off like my own sister.

The smirk that lines her lips is contagious. She laughs and tells me that my type would be out of my league. I tilt my head, looking amused.

"Boys like me? What's that supposed to mean?"

I chuckle under my breath and nod along though.

"You're probably right. That would be my luck."

I give her a knowing look, wondering what she plans on doing now that she's back.



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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