Susil Crags

Disaster has struck!
The Crags are a series of rocky formations with small caves and crevices throughout. Many of the lower-lying areas of the Crags have been flooded, however, with water pouring in from the Northern stretches of Moladion. Some paths have been completely submerged, and some are nothing more than a few rocky peaks sticking out of the water. The water is fairly slow moving but begins to pick speed up towards the Grotto, becoming a series of intense rapids and waterfalls as it nears the Grotto's entrance.

The area itself is still traversible. However, it can be risky. Large amounts of debris can enter the waterway, creating bridges at times but also creating dams that break and cause ocassional flash-flooding. Be careful, travelers! One wrong step and you could end up finding out where the water goes.

Note: Susil Crags 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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into the heart of darkness


The white haired lass was brave for she kept her back to him even as he approached. The flick of her tail and the swirel of her ears are all the things she gives away as he moves towards her, his own words sluicing through the air and across the sound of the plunging waterfall's roar. If she cried out would her voice carry down to the valley floor below? Would an onlooker pause for a brief second but dismiss it as water against rocks? The idea is tempting and he almost licks his lips. Then she turns her head around and her brilliant pale blue eyes hone in on him with a sort of acute mock challenge. It sends a thrill through his body in a rather odd way.

For a moment when she speaks he pauses his steps, ears flicking about in order to try and catch the sounds of others because of the weird way she talked. Shivershade assumed another female had come upon them yet when he flicked his gaze away from her all he found was the two of them, alone at the waterfall, and then her words began to make sense. Well, every lovely female had to have a weird quirk he thinks and he suddenly grins large at her.

"Ah, lasses, pretty or no, do not affect me quite so much as to lose myself to such treacherous footing. It is you, dear lass, that should be careful poised on the edge as you are. It would be quite disappointing to find blood staining that pretty white pelt. I imagine it takes much upkeep to remain as pristine as you are." Ailith moves from her prone position to one more suited to leaping up quickly if needed for Shivershade did not afford her any space extra. Instead he crowded close enough to her that if she moved to stand she would jolt right into him. Barely a scant few inches between them, his nostrils flaring to fill with her sweet scent and his own haunches touching the ground as he looks down upon her. It is a tactic of Shivershade to always use his girth and height as an underlying intimidation method.

His name, she asks, and with a saucy sort of grin he leans his head down so that he breaths the words across her face. "Shivershade. Yours?"


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