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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The scents of this territory are crisp and distinct. It is most useful, for any intrusion is easily noted. Their scent disrupts the salted nature of Glorall's wind, and I cannot help but notice it immediately. This time, it is a similarly distinct scent that breaks the wind. It is the smell of reeds and still water. There truly is no other place like it in Moladion: Iromar. It is an insatiable curiosity that drives me towards the borders immediately. After all, no other pack has come to visit the sea since I have arrived. They are the first, or at least, this individual is. There is something familiar about the exact composition of the smell. Female, just on the cusp of adulthood. It is very familiar, so much so that I cannot help but smirk in intrigue as I break onto the sands.

I am already close when she howls for me, though I pause to ponder her cry for some moments. It is no challenge, no urgent command, merely a request. Good. It would not bode well for any to demand of me. After several moments, I finally bridge the distance between us, lurking forward as I observe her behavior. I did not expect her, but I certainly recognize her. She had been an oddity. What kind of wold does not immediately chase out an intruder? I could not complain. I had been allowed to see Iromar's inner territory because of her, and I had not sunk into the swamps. I will give her that same courtesy today, I think.

I come towards her, doing my best to ensure I give off a... relaxed presentation. I meet her eyes levelly, coming to a stop several feet away though I cannot help but smirk as I move to speak.

"Have you come to warn me of the alligators?"



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