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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

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Posted on February 21, 2015 at 08:37:57 AM by T E S S E R A C T

The summer days had reached their peak, their hours stretching on and eating into the hours of darkness. At times, it had become hard to discern when day ended and night truly began; it signified summer's eventual descent, however, into fall. Soon, the dried leaves would fall and make way for barren branches and crisp morning dew. But for now, the sun burnt bright and high in the sky as Glorall's king trekked across the dunes of the territory's island. His tongue lolled out in the heat, his feet dragging lazily in the cooler waters that lapped at the shore. Even the birds had taken to the shade or the water, bobbing up and down in the calmness. If he had trusted the sea more, he might have joined them out their in the deeps but as it were, his pelt still dripped with residual water from his crossing from the mainland. It helped cool him as he ambled on, peering out at the birds hungrily.

Why he had come was questionable even to himself. He had hoped to see Riopat at some point or another to discuss her children for he had yet to meet them, and Mortz had been sure to avoid him or hide away in any case. He did not worry just as an Alpha but as a friend, he supposed, and a father himself; had something happened? Riopat had been training others, sure, but she had been good at hiding her issues in the past. Soon enough, he'd have to find her and he supposed she might have relocated back to the island at some point or another. Or, perhaps he would encounter Leviathan once more now that she was able to freely roam between mainland and island. Their seemed to be plenty of choices and yet, he was not in a particular hurry to grasp any of them; whatever happened, happened, he supposed. For now, he was content to pause in the waters, taking a few cautious steps forward until the water lapped at his stomach as he watched the birds, waiting for the opportunity to take his chances at lunch.

tesseract

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WALK THROUGH FLAMES FOR YOU - By RIOPAT February 22, 2015 at 06:00:02 AM

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