Aplos Riverside

Moladion’s powerful, winding river...
Aplos River is a broad, slow-moving river originating from somewhere beneath the mountains of Spirane and feeding Iromar’s moors in the south. The northern parts of the river are known for their strong currents, with the water becoming slow moving in the south. The riverbanks vary along its course, ranging from soft hummock grasses to small groups of pine, and sometimes nothing but pebbles and sand. Crossing can be difficult at times, but it can be swam or bridged by fallen trees or boulders alike.

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rise and fall, rage and grace
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For the first time in a long time I felt inexplicably nervous and out of my comfort zone. Why had I volunteered myself for this again? Agreed to put myself forward for a blind date? Maybe some part of me envied what Praetor had found with Aithne. They were imprints, and now mates. Future parents. I was so excited about the prospect of becoming an aunt. But, a loneliness tugged at my heart, one that had been building over the past two years since my family had been displaced from Glorall. That was why, really; the loneliness had become unbearable. And so here I was, making my way beyond Iromar's borders and heading north for the preparative gathering of females. At least there was the knowledge that I wasn't the only one.

It didn't keep me from feeling a little foolish in regards to the whole matter. More than once I turned back, retracing my steps through the snow towards Iromar. What was I doing? Each time I reasoned with myself to follow through and attend the meeting. What harm could it do? At the least I would meet some new wolves, perhaps expand my knowledge of Moladion further than its current reaches. There was of course the very real chance that the date that I was set up on wouldn't lead to romance; maybe I would simply make a new friend. And there was nothing wrong with that. Plus it would be interesting to meet the type of wolves that designed such an event as this one. Plenty of chances to learn new things about social interaction throughout Moladion. Information I could potentially use in the future.

So finally, after multiple back and forth debates, the white shewolf draped in tawny and sienna markings came into view. There was no turning back now, and I jogged towards her on limber legs. "Hello," I said politely, my smile betraying the fact that I was still a little nervous but trying to be confident in myself. "You must be Dawnlust? I'm Vesper, it's nice to meet you." I had every reason to be confident in myself, didn't I? I was Auspex of Iromar, and I could stand on my own. Feeling a reaffirmed resolve I stood a little taller before taking a step back and sitting down, pale lavender eyes glancing around for the other females that were due to arrive. I wondered what Dawnlust would ask us about, to get to know us better before pairing us off with males for our...dates.

rise and fall, rage and grace
Vesper
it is to judge and to be judged, to dream and to accept
Seven, Tesseract x Caligula, Iromar
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