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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caught like a fool without a line

Yuki meant no offence by her thoughts and yet, she knew no wolf would be all too pleased to hear them: of all his brothers, she had to confess that she felt Viserion to by the most princely of them all. Drogon had been quiet and stoic, a wolf she saw as a conquerer, a warrior; Rhaegal had been kind and yet, he had a difference essence about him. As for Viserion? Well, he had a certain formality to him that reminded him of the stories - stories of gentle kings, that was. He lacked the same intensity as Drogon and the casual nature of Rhaegal and was wholly a different wolf. She liked that though, just as she liked all the others. It inspired her to want to tell those stories - did he have any to share? He surely would, and she had no intention on letting those stories go unspoken if she could help it.

His receptiveness pleased her, allowing her to settle into place all the better as they spoke of the little things. She turned to him each time he spoke, nodding slightly with a flicker of her ears. And then, with a toothed grin and an almost exasperated sigh, she flopped a paw lazily onto the rock below: "Ah, it is vast, right? But sometimes it doesn't feel vast enough!" She chuckled lightly then, staring up into the sky momentarily. Even from their position, they could not see everything and in some way, it almost bothered her. At least, she supposed, they could see the storm and all the imagination it brought with it.

Imagine, then, her surprise when he chimed in with the same playful nature - at their age, it seemed so rare! It seemed even rarer in those that valued their wits and had been gifted with wit to value. Yuki, though, had always been gifted with imagination and curiosity, a combination that often made it difficult for her to fit quite right. She was happy though. It showed in the glisten of her eyes and the mischevious grin that broke her lips as she shot a look to Viserion, a brow raised. "Who do you think is leading the chase?" She pondered for a moment. "There's so many historical figures, after all. I wonder if they'd battle it out up there or lead the chase together - the largest, greatest pack of them all!" Heyel, Zeivah, Boneclaw, Raziel, Lucian, even Devil May Cry...there were simply so many names that had been uttered as king or queen. She wondered if feuds were absolved when one crossed the great dividing line between the living and dead. The sombre contemplation had made her stare out into the beyond again, her eyes fixated on a point that did not exist as her ears leaned forward.

"Viserion," she began then with a sudden turn of her head and a small grin, "did your mother ever tell you stories about what it was like here in the past?" Her mother, after all, had not been born in Moladion, as was the case with her father. She was just as much a stray to Moladion as any loner, really.

meryl and yin's winter child
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