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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Death Makes Angels of Us All
IP: 173.74.237.146

death makes angels of us all and gives us wings
where we had shoulders smooth as ravens claws.

Indeed I am a bit of an oddity. I guess my parents did leave a lasting lesson on me. Show others respect and perhaps they will kindly return it upon you. I never did observe being brash and rude to get anyone far. It is best, I always thought, to be considerate. I guess you could say I have mastered this art in respect thanks to my earlier travels to the other packs. I had noticed how others looked upon me with fear or judgment. It stung and I did not like it at all. Yet I noticed their reaction when my body changed into a more submissive position, and when they got closer and noticed I was a pup, they seemed to think different of me. Always though when my raspy soft voice came out did they finally lower their guard. Sure I could attack them right then and there, but that would have damaged any other wolf’s chance of getting close to them if they did not have hidden intentions. I too, have zero nefarious intentions, and so I continue to hold myself in a respectfully lower point. I am sure Andras would frown at this, being his adopted daughter, but I find that if I can play a part successfully why not use it to my advantage? I notice the smile slowly creeping on his muzzle and I cannot help, but pull one ear down and cock my head to the side slightly in an innocent manner. I like it when others look past my pelt markings and past the typical reputation of an Iromar wolf…I like being seen for just…me. While he speaks I nod my head curtly and speak softly, my violet eyes locking in on his.


“To not steal one another and help each other out when either pack is threatened. However, I do want to apologize for the foolishness of Jumanji, he came to be a member, but he hardly ever stuck around to truly be a part of our pack. He came to our doorsteps and we let him in, but when we heard of what he did to you…Andras was not pleased and it left a sour in our pack’s thoughts. He is happy you are still here though. Jumanji has not yet returned and if he does he will meet teeth when he comes back. Yet is there anything you would like to add in the needs of an alliance?”


It is best I thought to manage this incident and show that we will fix it. Truly I am sure Andras was not so happy to hear that one of our own was going for a former pack member. Really is I was Alpha I would have hunted him down while he licked his wounds and tear his pelt from it. Vicious I know, but hey, I am an Iromar wolf. I continue to sit quietly for a moment while he ponders. I think the conditions of the alliance is manageable and reasonable. Yet I do not know what he wants from us, but I hope it is something that is doable and I would not need to return to Andras with them. My eyes for a moment would leave his, my puppy mind taking over for a second when I notice the dark blue waters rise behind him and crash into the sand, this movement done over and over again. Blinking once to stop my stare I look back at him, waiting ever so patiently.


Raven.
2 year | No Love | Wraith | Iromar | Tick Tock x Chael

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