Aplos Riverside

Moladion’s powerful, winding river...
Aplos River is a broad, slow-moving river originating from somewhere beneath the mountains of Spirane and feeding Iromar’s moors in the south. The northern parts of the river are known for their strong currents, with the water becoming slow moving in the south. The riverbanks vary along its course, ranging from soft hummock grasses to small groups of pine, and sometimes nothing but pebbles and sand. Crossing can be difficult at times, but it can be swam or bridged by fallen trees or boulders alike.

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GATE KEEPER
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It was strange being back at home. Spirane was his birth place so of course it was familiar. It was nice to plant his paws on the rocky grounds that were his birth home. Much like her though he spent most of his life as a wanderer because of his old issues that felt like they were in a whole other life. He hadn’t had nightmares, sleepless nights, except those caused by his restless children, and no longer did he remain awake for days on end until he could move no more. Church was his light that protected him and locked the gate he held for good. Least far as he knew. He worried his children had the same issues, mostly with Embla an Bastille, he wasn’t sure why his daughters caught his eye the most perhaps it was simply a father’s worry, but so far they both seemed okay.

Today though they decided to take a break, come out get away from the mountain with the pups in the safe care of the Mountain’s pup sitters there was nothing to worry about. Of course her presence alone was enough to relax him, she touched into his silver shoulder now and then lifting her head to touch him every once in a while. It was amazing the love he felt for her. He never thought he would find his soulmate, not with what he had been. It was strange to think that imprinting would change his life so drastically, especially seeing as he thought he would never find his imprint. Being born from an imprinted pair though may have attributed it to him. He wasn’t sure if it was merely the bond they had created in one another that had tamed him to her so strongly. After all he was bent on never getting close to anyone in his whole life, but her… well everything personality, beauty and spirit had drawn him right in. He was dangerous in those days, but Chuch had calmed the storms in him and now he was her sword to command.

Their bond was so ardent now he knew nothing could ever change it, though still he worried. Why he had no bonds of love before Church she had even if they had been short lived seeing as he came along and changed her world just as much as she had changed his. It was wonderful to see her today though, acting as though she was a teen bouncing around him while all he did was smile and bound along. It was no wonder Neirin was drawn to her at the time, he might have been as well. However for the moment such sad things were not going to be spoken of, he wanted to make this a day of fun. He stopped at the water’s edge tail waving all the while before looking at his little light before she nuzzled into his scruff lightly. She seemed excited and he was too.

At her prodding the his larger form ducked down as she playfully grabbed his scruff. He barreled forward then giving one full leap over her and causing a large splash as he hit the water the shock of the cool water not so jarring with the heat of the summer day. Brindled legs propelled him through the river until he came swimming towards her nipping at her sides lightly able to stand in the water where she could not touch, so tantalizing to draw her out deeper and make her swim. ”What am I waiting for? Do you not swim or you content to wade at the shore?” He said giving her a little playful nip at her cheek.

RAGNAROK
Victim of his Own Creations
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