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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edrick - six - loner - taika's mate - neverland's soul


While he often felt the tug on his soul and the sadness that seeped in with it, Edrick had begun to learn to push it aside. He would forever be attached to Neverland and care for her, but it was difficult being so torn. Each moment like this with Taika was beautiful, filling his senses with her. She was a beautiful female, both in body and spirit, and he felt sometimes as if luck had been on his side for he had been the first to find her. Before Los could have done so. The name sparks envy in him but he also felt a reluctant understanding. It was the same for Los as it as for him and Neverland, only that the male did not seem to take it bad when he learned of the mating of Edrick and Taika. It confused Edrick, truly, for he wondered how a male could so easily give up his imprint, but then he felt the immediate sting of guilt because wasn't that what HE had done?

She moves like wildfire, at once here and then there and constantly spreading. Everything she touched seemed golden, the day brighter, life warmer. It was corny to think so but Edrick didn't care. Moments like this were perfect, the moments when their play fueled the love within them. His eyes track her as he teases her, a low growl erupting from his muzzle to try and spur her on. He laughs at her words, so cocky and bold, his eyes narrowing. Running was a favorite of his and she was always filled with energy, always ready to give a good chase. She turns and bolts and he is at her heels, mouth opening so that his tongue flings out. His ears fall flat but he hears her and lets out a bark, a whoop of joy, as he digs in his paws and races ever closer. "They are MY faeries," he yells, breathlessly, even as she darts around a boulder and log and he slows, ears pricking but not before he sees her coming at him.

With a yip of defiance he spins on his haunches, tail tucking low, and he speeds away knowing that she will be on his heels. His heart beats like prey, as if his life depends on it, and he scampers to the right and leaps over a small creek, spinning as soon as he lands so that if she leaps too, he can leap rght on her and end the chase. Well, for the moment anyways.







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