Aplos Riverside

Moladion’s powerful, winding river...
Aplos River is a broad, slow-moving river originating from somewhere beneath the mountains of Spirane and feeding Iromar’s moors in the south. The northern parts of the river are known for their strong currents, with the water becoming slow moving in the south. The riverbanks vary along its course, ranging from soft hummock grasses to small groups of pine, and sometimes nothing but pebbles and sand. Crossing can be difficult at times, but it can be swam or bridged by fallen trees or boulders alike.

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Death Makes Angels of Us All
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death makes angels of us all and gives us wings
where we had shoulders smooth as ravens claws.

With the way the world worked my Mother taught me it was black and white. Some were made to be prey and some were made to be predators. There were those that were weak and they were meant to be destroyed. It was the job of the predator to obliterate any creature that held some sort of defect in order to keep their toxicity from affecting the masses. Death was inevitable. My Mother explained to me that she was given that burden and she would carry it proudly. My job was to follow in her paw steps. I understand that the weak should be killed, but I believe that the world is mostly black, white, and grey. I think there is more to life than going around and taking out those that do not deserve to be here all because they exhibit some sort of weakness. I think everyone has a value, everyone has a purpose than just being someone’s’ dinner. I am not so sure what my purpose is, but I hope to figure it out one day.


Today I find myself taking a lonesome stroll away from Iromar. My crimson paws barely leave any paw prints within the mud. I lift my handsome ebony skull with interest as my russet ears prick back and forward with interest in everything around me. I feel much better now that the sickness I had is slowly disappearing. My ribs are not poking out as much as they have been before, I have been able to eat far more than I have been. Yet I am only my short little trek in order to build up my muscle strength once more, because I will have to travel towards the other packs eventually. In my role I need to maintain a positive relationship with all the packs and I cannot do that by staying within Iromar. I am not too far from home. The Aplos Riverside providing the perfect small getaway due to its close proximity to home.


Yet as I move quietly through the muddy green grass I find myself in the presence of another lupine. Puzzled I quietly watch her from where I am hidden within the tall grasses. I tilt my skull to the side curious as to her actions and why she talks to the skull of some fallen creature. As she digs and buries the skull in the ground my bright violet eyes widen slightly in shock. This is such a peculiar thing. I do not wish to startle her so I give off a very soft woof to let her know I am around. With a swish of my crimson banner I place an easy smile upon my maw, bright violet eyes speckled with ice blue look upon the other girl with kindness. My soft voice trickles out gently as I state my inquiry.


“Why did you do that?”


Raven.
4 year | No Love | Wraith | Iromar | Tick Tock x Chael

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