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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Soon enough I will be a gangly yearling but for now, I'm still growing and much in need of entertainment as always. When I hear the call from the sand dunes of Glorall I can't help but get excited. I jump to my feet, rushing over to where Samia is napping. I push both paws into her side without warning, rocking back and forth to push into her ribs playfully. "Come on, Sa, wake up! Someone is calling!" I wasn't there for the last story time so I won't miss it this time! Besides, Samia got me to come to the valley for that butterfly catching contest thing so in my opinion, she owes me.

I wait for her to get up, wagging my tail in excitement as I rush out of the den and toward the sand dunes. I see three wolves on the dunes though one is already in a play bow like she's inviting other wolves to wrestle or something. I bark in greeting, ears folding back playfully as I growl in her direction. "Are you a lady? Cause my mom tells me not to hurt a lady and I don't want to accidentally make you cry or anything." Then I look at the others. "Hi, I'm Thor! My sister, Sam, is coming. What are you going to talk about? Is it something exciting?"


Thor
male.zero years old.36in, 145#.born to NatuxFenrir.sibling to Samia.bound to none.mated to none.father to none.Glorall's progeny



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