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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Perhaps she had been gone for too long with Warlow and yet she was a wonder just the same as he. She loved her children but staying still left her restless and her body ached to roam with her beloved. The sights and places had been blissful, pleasing to the eye, and learning to be apart from Warlow though daunting grew to come in handy. Hunting grew easier and simple everyday tasks became simplistic once again. Still, she felt as though they could do a lot better together rather than apart.

Her thoughts wonder to her children and Natu. Levi had grown so handsome since she last met him and Ravenna she had disappeared yet she was such a beautiful creature. Enya was ambitious and resembled Natu so much. Truly she longed to see her children soon but todays venture was unsuccessful. A call she had grown to know and a familiarity she longed for reached her ears and in a split moment her course was redirected to the aching that grew in her heart.

Paws reached the borders of her old home. Easily Mistletoe twisted and contorted her slender frame through the trees before slowing as the aching began to dull. A soft bark escaped her maw before stepping into the presence of her beloved. “I have waited for your call.” She spoke moving to rub her muzzle into the fur of his cheek. “Tell me, what have you learned in your excursions?”


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