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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He does not understand this…insanity, neither part of him capable of it, Ego silently watching within the confines of his mind to mutter a word here and there and no more though for now the black-faced hellion merely watches the shift and change of his mates gaze as Stella seems to find wakefulness in some sense and yet not in another. He scowls, form deepening as she seems to take a sudden and profound offense to….something, his touch upon her rendering a screeching ‘no’ that sees him withdraw in hesitation though his own snarl rises within his throat, lips pulling back to bare whitened fangs at her. It is hardly a threat, more so it is…curiosity, insecurity at her actions and agitation that she would dare seek to raise her voice at him. He does not understand, after all, that the shout had not been meant for him- aimed instead at figures she alone has come to see and hear as she writhes in the confines of her own mental fallout the male merely watching over her now. He either cannot help, or will not, such a thing remains wholly undefined as he simply watches, though any attempt by Kairos to come close is met with bared teeth. He is protective, if nothing else, has forever watched over his children and will forever continue to do so- instinct demands it of him and despite his inability, perhaps, to perceive love in any real form he is drawn to them, each of them and forever will be.

“She is our daughter.”

He answer her question, if only because she has asked it, believing her to be shouting at Kairos. Stella is unpredictable in this moment and he will not allow his only daughter to come to harm at the jaws of a creature gone mad. Was the newborn child the cause of this? Had his birth driven her to this state? Had the loss of blood been to great? He does not know, truly, Elijah perhaps unlike any other as he simply continues to stand and watch, his force and bulk and easy match for her own and indeed should she seek to harm either of his children in this moment he will force himself upon her in their defence. She does however, seem to settle at last, her rage grown less, her apologies fountained from her lips so suddenly that his own emerald eyes grow wide and he looks only further confused now as heckles raise upon his spine in wariness. Who she is apologising to, himself or Kairos remains to be seen, perhaps both, his tail flicking in the remains of agitation- the male seemingly having remained entirely calm throughout this ordeal despite small flares of confused irritation.

“I dislike that.”

It is a simple statement in itself, declaring his disdain for her actions as his dark head inclines back to his daughter to assure himself she remains uninjured- though he offers no words, moving instead to seat himself within the den now, beside Stella, until his form touches her own, their newborn son kept safe between them as his emerald eyes linger too upon the boy- assuring himself that child remains untouched as his head lays upon his paws, one ear turned towards his mate believing this to be no more then a mere bout of birth-related foolishness that surely will not appear again.

i can feel your heart beat
8 years || Tobias x Aaliyah || Father to Zagen, Castiel, Ilias, Kairos & Dirge || Mate of Stella || Never to Imprint || Diveen
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