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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.:. make a stand .:.

This new bond is a feeling so confusing and overwhelming to me. Everything she feels, I feel just as intensely. She can feel my rejection and when she flinches, it only worsens my own nerves. Then I feel bad for making her feel bad and it only gets worse from there. I can tell the moment she averts her eyes that she feels bad for not wanting to reach out to me. I know it must be hard to resist the urge because I'm still completely tense, every muscle in my body quivering with the urge to go to her, just a touch. But I know it won't happen and it hurts really bad.

And when she tells me who she is, I cannot stop the whimper and I feel so bad afterward because I can tell it's hurting her to know she's hurting me. At her sudden question, I pull back as if slapped, my eyes widening as my tail lashes at my legs, stunned at the suddenness of her reaction and the cuttin edge of her voice. Does everything I say upset her? If so, what is the blessing of this bond? "You deserve nothing less, Shiloh. No one should find an ill word to say against you. You are worthy of happiness, of goodness, of nice things and nice words." I cringe automatically, as if already waiting for her next barrage of anger.

Even as she growls at me, I listen to her words and they confuse me even more. She looks so angry but I can tell she's trying to comfort me now. I part my lips to respond but by then she's already turning to leave. I clench my jaw, trying to stop another whimper from following her even as she pauses. My ears strain forward again and this time her words make me feel a bit lighter. And then she's gone, my name on her lips a song I will remember for the rest of my life.

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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