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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Shiloh.
sometimes a shadow wins


What a friendly affair.. for the most part. The two ebony wolves at the edge of the pond seemed embroiled in a moment of dislike (judging by the males disdainful look) and the rest of them seem confused or lost even. She noted the multi-colored tan male figure as he was ensconced in an over exuberant greeting from another female only to stop and stare at the white girl. How interesting, she thinks, her royal blue eyes frozen on the scene as she takes in the bewildered expression. What did he feel in this moment? It was informative to watch for she suspected that she was witnessing an imprinting. Would it be like that for Amoxtli, she wonders with dismay. Would he be torn between her and his soul, as this male seemed to be? The idea draws a stark darkness from deep within her, her amiable expression hardening. Amoxtli would never leave her nor would she ever leave him. Yet... hadn't her grandfather been in the same predicament? Kiska had eventually left Devil because of his need for Natalya. Surely it wouldn't be like that for her and her King.

She turns her gaze away, unable to bear looking upon it any longer. She was here, after all, to recruit and do a census. Shiloh lifts her large figure from where she has placed herself beside Fritjof, nodding to him and moving around the pond so that her dark reflection follows, a shadow. She spies a figure that smells of Iromar although she doesn't recognize the face and before her stands a black and white male with a distinctively salty scent.

Maybe it is the scent that triggers it, the way her heart palpitates and her skin shudders. The way she has a sudden overwhelming desire to move closer to him, to understand the patterns of black upon his pelt, to get a look at his eyes. Shiloh does not even know she is moving as she follows the path of the pond outward from him before moving back in a half circle, her gaze wide and shocked. NO! The moment she shouts the word in her head her body freezes, tail rising stiffly over her back as she stares at him, this male that makes her want to get close and yet whom she wants to run from. Because she knows that she is like that tan male she was watching before.. she has found her imprint.

What will he do?

six - queen of taviora - mated to amoxtli - soul of tristan - isola x kane

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