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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A freshness in the air hints at the first signs of spring. Winter still held them in its claws, the scent of fertile females enough to drive any lone male mad with desire. Sorcha had watched from the slopes of the mountain as the couples came together, sharing a time of passion and relief and the few who had come away with swollen bellies and confused looks. The younger ones were especially lucky this season - or not so lucky if one thought of it that way. She had heard the Queen of Taviora was pregnant as well as the Empress of Iromar. It seemed that all the packs would now have their heirs. The idea of children is a warming thing but frightening also. She had felt the stirrings of want in herself and had thought of Ramiel but she had chosen to stay away from him this winter lest they both succumb to horomones. A child was a thing she did not wish for despite her curiosity of them and enjoying their looks of extreme attention at her stories. Her own story would be drafted eventually but for now life was prefect in a settled sort of way.

She had followed Dawnlust out to the riverside this day, splitting away from the magnificent gypsy with a nod and a sage smile as she found her own small slope, a tendency that would never leave her. It was time to create her own whisper of magic on this land, the earth humming low beneath her paws on an approving manner. The magic folk enjoyed a good love show and maybe Sorcha could be the one to settle a couple who would otherwise remain forever apart.

Sitting on the knoll she lifts her tan head and offers up a melodious song inviting all single makes to her group. Then she waits with a soft sort of patience, her lips turning up in a secretive smile as they come one by one. "Hello gentlemen," she starts, her voice lulling as usual. "I think we all know why we are here. Tell me about yourselves so that I might have a better understanding of who to pair you with. What do you desire in a mate or companion?"

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