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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angels come in all colors

It's so odd that I can FEEL everything even as she's feeling it. And I know it's her feeling it with a certainty that's almost scary. Yet I've never felt so at peace with something before. It really is like touching the other half of your soul and feeling complete knowing that it's near and safe. Just looking at her makes me feel at home. I guess if I had someone to call my own already, maybe I wouldn't be so entranced by the idea of finding an imprint but since I'm alone, I am envious of this feeling. It's quite apparent early on though that she doesn't feel the same way and she doesn't even have to say a word. I can feel the rejection like a blow to the chest.

I can sense her fighting the bond, fighting the urges and it helps me to keep a clear head and hold my ground, fighting the urge myself to step ever closer to her because I know she won't like it. When I did step forward, her response is immediate and it hurts like a physical pain, like someone holding a branding iron to my very soul. Her ears flatten and her eyes say the message quite clearly: stay away. I can also sense her fear and a whimper drips from my lips before I can stop it. I feel everything and it's almost overwhelming. I just want her to be happy above all. She's upset and I can't stand it.

As she shakes her head, my ears fold back, the hurt apparent in my gaze but I listen if only to memorize the sound of her voice. My eyes widen in surprise as she speaks and I feel the pain now like a splash of ice water. Of course I'd imprint on an alpha of all things, an already mated alpha. Of course that would be my luck. Who am I to deserve a happy ending? Her tone is harsh and grating, like someone is dragging sharp nails along my insides, ripping me open. She doesn't have to say she loves him because I can feel it in her soul, in her very heart. She steps back and the apology hurts worse than anything. I shake my head vigorously, holding my ground because all I want to do now is go to her and comfort her.

"You have nothing to be sorry for. You didn't ask for this. I understand completely. If you wish, I'll stay away from you and your pack. I'll keep myself away from you so I don't complicate your life. I know that if you ever need me, I will know and I will be there." I bow my head to her, showing my respect to her title and more importantly, her decision. My eyes are submissive, surrendering to her heart and soul's desires, surrendering to her always, a slave to our bond.

Tristan.male.8 years old.son of Enigma & to Solitaire & Viora.father of none.tied to Shiloh.bound by none. 35in. 160#.deaf in right ear.Glorall


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