<font color=999967 size=1 face=arial>it doesn't exist if you can hide it behind your teeth.</font>

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

how long will we blame the devils on our shoulders

It is almost strange to hear such words from my mother. There is a hidden affection within them as she saunters forward. It is not one I have heard in so very long. I wonder if she has been waiting for this day as long as I have, perhaps even longer. Still, when she speaks of Diveen, I cannot help but raise an eyebrow. Has it taken her so long to realize that? It is why I had left, after all. Solaris was my catalyst, perhaps, but even I knew we were not appreciated beneath their rule. Too wrapped up in family, blood, those superfluous ideologies. What had made my mother any less of an heir than the others? A dark pattern of fur? It is folly. It is unneeded. I am glad she has seen this truth. Now is better than never, I suppose.

"Diveen is a place kept in the past."

I state it simply before turning to follow my mother's gaze, looking out over the sands and trees beyond. This place is a strange place, a new place, but it is good. It is a place that speaks of survival in itself. The winds grow strong, the storms violent I am sure. I am sure she will take her time to adapt to the differences but I have no doubt mother will grow to see why I have chosen this place. It is... easy for others to overlook, after all.

"If he returns, he will not leave. I was not taught forgiveness, and I shan't learn just for him."

My smirk is deeper now, my tongue lashing out to run across my muzzle, tasting the faint remains of blood. I motion for mother to follow me, heading towards the eastern border, where the sea meets the sand. I will show her the extent of this place. I wish to... spend time with her, too. It has been some time since I have seen her. I know not to ask too many questions but I am curious. What has she been doing? What does she know about the happenings of Moladion? Mother is good for knowing these things. It is what makes Diveen so foolish for casting her anywhere but the highest of their ranks.

"I wonder if brother will follow us here. He is... distant."

I mention it offhandedly, though I hope mother knows more about such a thing than I do. I am curious, after all. Why does my brother reject so much merely for some weak cretin such as Lihi? In time, I will uncover it all.

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