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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The time that had passed since I had seen my parents had made me more comfortable in my skin. Mind you, I had always been comfortable but now I held more confidence in things. No need to run home and make sure that I was doing right. It gave me time to analyze my own judgements. I was still young, though, and furious at having found out that my birthright had been threatened. Even if such a birthright had never been promised. Me and my mother had always had an odd sort of relationship; she pushed, I pushed back. She growled, I grew livid. I don't know why I had such a tendency to fight back, I just did. Spoiled, that is one word I had heard muttered, and I guess I was but I wasn't a sissy. I was strong and I would fight for what I believed in. So call me what you will.

Headstrong, certainly. I mean, who else waltzes into kingdoms without so much as a by-your-leave and proceeds to take in the view? Anyone could attack me here and I half dared them to, my ears cocked back and my head tilted up in a haughty persona. It was who I was. Brash, brazen, courageous. Sometimes not so smart. Whatever, I had my charms.

I don't necessarily see the boy when he comes, but I feel his presence nonetheless. It is a coiling presence that tries to mask itself with the kingdom and I guess it works a little, but I was just extra observant like that. My ears rise a little as my nose twitches, inhaling the scents around and having a hard time picking his out. My eyes slide around until they land on him the moment he speaks, his words not at all like I had expected.

I liked him instantly.

With a half glance back at the shore I shrug. "It's alright I guess. Prettier here than at home, smells a bit nicer too." It was true - I didn't get great enjoyment out of the land around me, but I still did sometimes take it in. I eye him now, finding his eyes interesting. "What red eyes you have," I say in a lilting manner, remembering a story my mother had told me (one of the few, since she wasn't much of a storyteller), and grinning at him. "So who are you and what are you to this place?" I was abrupt, but not rude, at least, I didn't think so.

shatter the sky...
...and lay waste to the earth.
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