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!
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monster with two heads. SINCLAIR IP: 162.211.117.63 Posted on November 11, 2015 at 01:31:29 AM by dieloch
dieloch
monster with two heads. SINCLAIR
deceiver
For we do not wrestle against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the cosmic powers over this present darkness, against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly places.
Dieloch moved with a less than elligant gate, morning had just broken through the den doorway and he had taken Sif for an early morning excersize run just before bed last night so his muscles still didn't want to obey him, but he was a busy man and earning his rank couldn't wait for his muscles to wake up. A yawn split his dark lips as his flat black eyes closed in its wake, yes this was only the begining and Die knew that the end would be a swift one.
He searches out the one called Sinclair, they would need to meet and see if they could get along, he figured that would be the first task he would take on, if the pair couldnt work together then there was no point in doing the other tasks on his list. He seats himself on the edge of the beach where the trees meet the sand and looks about him. Hash wind beat down from the dunes to sting his eyes and create a gleam of moisture, he lifted his head to call for Sinclair, hopefully he wouldn't have to wait long for the other.
Once the other arrived Die gave a tilt of his cranium "it's good to meet you, Sinclair right?" he waits patiently for a response before continuing in his sandpaper voice. "My name is Dieloch and I'm trying out for the Wildfire position, figured we could talk a bit" a smile briefly graces his face, it is awkward but not false. He's just not used to being.. how do we put this... friendly. "Ya know, get to know one an other and see if we are compatible. If we are, I would like to go on an official hunt with you and get to know your style and movements. After which I suggest a rest and perhaps some more getting to know one another, share ideas and what not." He rolls his shoulders "that is, only if you wish to. Of course."
"talks like this"
dieloch | male | no bond | no woman | no home
of covet x fathom | spawned | littermate to boleyn, half sibling to iscariot & melek
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