The Grotto

Disaster has struck!
Years ago, an earthquake broke open several entrances into a deep, winding series of subterranean systems. It was thought that deep below, underground rivers snaked their way below Moladion. Now, flooding in the Northern reaches of Moladion has proven this theory to be true.

The Grotto is almost entirely submerged. Many of the entrances are completely inaccessible, and those that are only extend a few hundred feet before ending in water. The lower entrances, however, act almost like a giant drain for Moladion. Water pours down into the Grotto's maw as powerful rapids and waterfalls, and large amounts of debris have build up throughout the area. It can be exceptionally dangerous to travel due to the risk of flash-flooding and dams suddenly breaking, but the Grotto does offer the most consistent access across the floodwaters because of those dams.

Note:The Grotto 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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These Demons Cannot Be Hushed Stella
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this demon cannot be hushed —

Savage cutlery gleams a yellowed ivory from beneath the dark lips of the massive Furian. Chiseled outline is poised atop the stone ledge, stark indigo spheres targeted upon the foolish mongrel that had made the very grave mistake of threatening my spawn only a few hours ago. The cur had all but signed his Death Sentence, as I had watched from my rocky overlook within the cavern, unbeknownst to my son and his audience of two. Had the mud-colored brute so much as sliced a hair from atop Asterion's head and I'd have intervened and ripped that wagging tongue from his lips and made him watch while I let my child devour it before his eyes. As it was, Asterion was left unscathed and thus I was given no reason to spill the cur's blood.... yet.

I stalked him all the way back to the entrance of the Grotto, the fool entirely oblivious to the fact he was being hunted. That his cologne was being committed to memory, and his face was etched into my retina... for soon he will find himself some unexpected company and will be taught a lesson in humility. But that will transpire in due time. For another scent has caught at the peripheries of my senses. This one far more enticing, filling my chest cavity with that sanguine tingle I found oh-so irresistable. The immediate effect it makes upon my body is visible, and as always, I do nothing to hide nor hinder it. Instead, my gaze is cast aloft, rising above the gaping mouth of the cave entrance to the narrow ledge that scales higher up the cavern's face.

That seductive fragrance lures massive paws up the steep path to where my dark dominatrix presides. Lips curve into a sadist's smile just for her, sterling drizzled armor meshing with the noxious concoction of blacks and greys and golds that comprise her pelt. Leaning askance, daggers clip the hallow of her throat in a fierce love bite before just as quickly disengaging and retreating before I can receive any backlash from my tempestuous mate.

Furian Bastard + Brindle + 16Y + 45", 195lbs + Stalks Stella + Sired Zildjian, Bellatrix, Izarra & Asterian

— these cowards will all be crushed.
Lucian.
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