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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Danger Line [Church]
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leaving my faith on the danger line;


I have been stalking around the freelands of the mountains for days. Watching members enter and leave gauging each one of their importance to the land. I had been tasked after all with finding someone of rank here and stealing them off to Asteraia. I wasn’t about to hide my intentions, my skills of being able to steal such a wolf from a pack. The big the small, I just simply had to lure them away and off towards the lands. My tail flicks as I blend with the morning shadows, single golden and black flecked eye watching for a huntress that seemed to be coming down here for hunting in the mornings. Sometimes alone, sometimes with a large silvery brute in toe, but regardless she came somewhat regularly. I thought about the wolf that I believed to be a social wolf, perhaps a diplomat from the scents he sometimes comes back with on his fur, a male, but I think a soft spoken huntress would be better. I know the benefits of maybe taking a wolf of politics, but I rather have one that doesn’t have a snakes tongue.

She is gold in color, and seems to be around my age, perhaps even younger. She is perfect I think for what I want. I have no idea who her silvery shadow is. A mate perhaps? His scent was all over her so I knew they were close and they certainly weren’t siblings. Of course I can’t desern if they are even more as to be soul bonds. I hate my own imprint, he is nothing but dead to me, someone to torment if I get the chance so I don’t understand imprint bonds that are different from my own. I know my angel doesn’t hate his own, but I don’t think he particually cares for her either. This “Zeltzin” I know for a while he obsessed over her but now I think that we are in Asteraia he had calmed his curiosity. Not that it mattered. I was his, he was mine, we didn’t need to be calling each other mates to know that. Perhaps its self-proclaimed on my end, but he said it himself when we were young and he had purged me of my eye. I was his. And I was happy with that.

Now though, I need to insure my place within the Monster’s reign. I am not content to serve as some pathetic duffer in the lower ranks I want to be more and perhaps give us some well-deserved standing. I don't know how Valefor feels, he knows he's greater than all so even in lower ranks he has always been strong, but I am not as he is. I know I am better than most but I see fit to prove such things. So now I watch the paths out of Spirane knowing my little golden ticket should be happening by very soon.

Anima
♥dante & lz



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