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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It is so much easier, she believes anyways, to hide what her mind is thinking with her eyes being so very dark. Other had commented before that it was hard to even know just where she is looking with the sclera so perfectly blended with the iris and pupil; all just one deep, endless seeming pool of obsidian. It natural born trait; appreciated, though unearned or trained. It aided her in times like these though when she wanted to hide things from others.

Black eyes linger on his powerful looking chest for a moment, just one of the manys things she had thought she would be born with, before her eyes tilt to his, her head rising ever so slightly. “Why can I not be both?” The dark wolf questioned without skipping a beat though his question had thrown her off. So often alphas settled for the basic. Who, what, why? So eager to get it over with and back to their business. His question posed none of those, piquing her interest in him.

Very seldom did she even find another interesting, most followed the same basic boring personality types with transparent personalities, it seemed however she might have gotten lucky this time. “My soul is the flame, bright and strong; my body is the deadly shadow that cloaks it.” Seeing the alpha sit the blue tinted wolf copies him a small smirk teasing at her lips. It seemed he was ready to stay a while and for some reason that seemed like a good thing. For now she welcomed his company. “And I guess that would depend on how the flame dies.”

Tilting her slender muzzle and skull to the side in speculation she thinks for a second on how to phrase the thoughts and belief that cohabitated in her mind. “If the flame is killed or dies old the shadow fades, But if the flame dies because it's tainted and grows dark the shadow becomes something of nightmares, a plague upon lands.” Straightening her exquisite skull back up at him once again, a sudden slightly mischievous and playful grin upon her face as a brow rises in question. “Unless of course your question is about in those very rare instances where one will find another worthy of being their flame. That changes things.”

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