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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I can understand that Solitaire may need time before he's ready to go see Mom's grave site. At his words, I nod with a solumn frown to let him know I understand and I sympathize. I went through my grieving porocess for a long time in my younger years. I think I was always more of a momma's boy so losing her was like losing my mother and my best friend all in one blow. I can sense a difference in Solitaire when he talks of the wolf who killed her. I wonder if, like Viora, he wants to hunt down the wolf and kill her. I know I probably should want her dead too but how can I find it in my heart? Wouldn't that make me as low as she is? I just can't fathom killing another being. When I say I never want to see her again, his words give me comfort. At least he's not saying I should go after her like Viora would. I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding and nod again in acknowledgement.

When I tell him I'm glad he's back, he agrees that he's glad to be back too. He says that he's thankful for me and I smile, my tail wagging as I go toward him to nudge my shoulder into his affectionately, the touch of brothers. I sniff at the carcass we hunted down together and look back at him. "Thank you, Solitaire, for everything. I think I'm going to do a round on the borders then call it a night but I'm sure I'll see you around. It's great to have you, brother."



Tristan.male.7 years old.son of Enigma & Cobryn.brother to Solitaire & Viora.father of none.tied to none.bound by none. 35in. 160lbs.deaf in right ear.no home



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