Susil Crags

Disaster has struck!
The Crags are a series of rocky formations with small caves and crevices throughout. Many of the lower-lying areas of the Crags have been flooded, however, with water pouring in from the Northern stretches of Moladion. Some paths have been completely submerged, and some are nothing more than a few rocky peaks sticking out of the water. The water is fairly slow moving but begins to pick speed up towards the Grotto, becoming a series of intense rapids and waterfalls as it nears the Grotto's entrance.

The area itself is still traversible. However, it can be risky. Large amounts of debris can enter the waterway, creating bridges at times but also creating dams that break and cause ocassional flash-flooding. Be careful, travelers! One wrong step and you could end up finding out where the water goes.

Note: Susil Crags will return to normal once 25 posts have been completed (or at Staff discretion). During this time, new threads will receive a 'Surprise','Disaster', and prizes.

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i will say this last goodbye SOLSTICE/SAMHAIN

29in 61lbs | asteraia | no imprint | no mate

I had never laid eyes on this place before; its scents were strange yet familiar. Some of the wolves whose odors I had stored in the vault within my head made an appearance here. Most of their trails had gone stale and I knew it would serve no purpose to try and follow their tracks. Ears swivel at the sound of flowing water and I enter a brisk trot towards the noise. As I go, the final small tufts of my winter fur fall from their place on my hide to reveal my summer coat. If those who saw me during the winter months thought I was small then, they would hardly believe how much smaller I got when I lost my winter pelt. The closer I get to the flowing water the rockier the terrain becomes. But itís as if my eyes are able to spot every foothold and I have no troubles silently passing over the unstable ground.

Before long my blue orbs catch the glare of the sun off the surface of some water further ahead. I move into a smooth lope over the rugged landscape, carefully picking my way over any unsafe footing until I reach the edge of one of many small ponds. A fine mist of water blows into my face from one of the waterfalls filling the lagoons, its spray leaves drops of water hanging from my whiskers and I pleasantly close my eyes as more water soaks into the fur on my cheeks. My lungs inflate with the cool air that surrounds me, and I take the time to enjoy the first days of summer before the heat became a nuisance.

With the sun at its peak in a cloudless sky I felt little motivation to do any more roaming. The beauty of this place held me in its iron grip and so I decided to rest here for the time being. I find a spot close to the pond that is covered in a spongy soil, flat and soft compared to the hard rock strewn ground elsewhere. I lower my tricolored body to the ground and move my dial to rest on crossed front legs. I remain hopeful that some pleasurable company would make its way to me, until then I deserved some relaxation.

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