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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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hunt you down, eat you alive;;
IP: 71.86.97.13
Posted on January 28, 2015 at 03:59:52 AM by Widow

Widow
baby, I'm preying on you tonight,

She was silent as she skittered the rock against the floor of the caves, her glittering gaze never leaving the grey of the rock as she does what she calls play. She moves away from the den entrance, not truly caring about how far she goes, her mother leaving almost constantly to hunt has given the young fallen angel time to explore and come into herself. Leaving the other behind was not truly on her list of give-a-damns, every time Widow tried to growl at her, the little wolf never listened, never got the hint that Widow was selfish and hated sharing even so much as eight teats with her nit-wit sister. Sure, she would keep her safe one day, but now, without understanding, Widow hated her. Deciding to set off and leave the den behind for the day, Widow knocks the stone against a wall within the caves, and took her little black and red paws to leave for the day.

Blood scents the air not far from where she was born, those brightly colored eyes scanning the darkness as she locates the source of the smell. Sensitive nasal passages catch and analyze it, noting the taint of wolf mixing with the intoxicating aroma. Soon she comes across the boy of scarlet and white, her own black hood raising to show permanent blood markings across her muzzle, black tipped tail raising as she stands before the other hellion. "Feel like sharing?" She asks, her tiny mouse-like voice making her sound like a doll, though her stance clearly said she would just take what she wanted from him. Should he decline, of course. Her white lined eyes scan down toward his mouth, where the weasels dangle, pink muscle sneaking out of her small - and needle lined - mouth to caress her own crimson marking.

Will he share, or does she get into her first fight in a line of many to show the world just what Widow could do? Surely, if she beat the one who would be the best in the world, this would make her even better...goddess-like even. This could be the start of something hilariously great! Friend or foe, the girl hardly cared, it would be competition either way.

{female} {newborn} {jaidah x reaver}
{hunts no heart} {consumes no soul}
{fashioned no creatures} {haunts no territory}

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HELLO DARKNESS, MY OLD FRIEND - By KRONOS January 30, 2015 at 06:43:08 AM
hunt you down, eat you alive;; - By Widow February 9, 2015 at 05:53:43 PM

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