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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Sarabi






She growled at him bitter but pleased with his arrival. “Come forward, unless you fear your sins.” It was her challenge to him. Issued to provoke his closeness even in the season nature called to him as well. She wanted to cause him pain and yet, all the same, she desired the comfort his touch offered as he had in past moons. She glared harshly at him and his features; “Are you afraid to touch me, afraid of my bite? Tell me have you run from me all this time?” She growled almost akin to a purr as she stepped forward her head tilted with a devilish smile.

As the words leave his maw she couldn’t help but snarl in defiance. “Our children are alive and well.” She was defiant and aggressive now displeased and anger shaking each breath before sighing. Sarabi extended her muzzle to Underidge in these moments breathing in his scent and wishing to rip that of the others off his flesh. “Do not forget to whom you truly belong.” She growled out before stepping closer; she attempted to rake her teeth down the side of his neck before brushing her pelt into his own. She wanted to extinguish the others from existence for he was her snake alone.

She sighed her head lingering beneath his chin leaving herself victim to his touch and teeth, as rough or gentle as he chose to be. “Our son is you in my own pelt. Our Daughter is peaceable and obedient. Our children will only grow stronger and I will not bow to my own offspring yet, I do not desire to cast him out and I will not permit you to take his life. Tell me what it is that we must do?” She questioned her aggression stilled, her eyes turning soft calling him to comfort her now. To be her own companion, for her to breath a comforting release of all that pained her from her past.

Years 7
Kingdom
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For Ayita, <3 Ezzy


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