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.

Return to Lunar Children

may the revolution come again, may the evolution come my friend
IP: 72.168.177.223


this is the end

The female giggled and he smiled in answer, liking her light heartfelt attitude. She was easy to smile around and easy to talk to. And apparently full of good information about other options for Malleah and he once she was free of her hated bonds. He didn't know this female's background but he thought he caught whiffs of a pack scent on her. Though whether that was from visiting or living there, he didn't know. Either way, she seemed to think highly of how her parents lived and he was interested to know more. She grinned at him, telling him that she didn't lead but gather the wolves, like a rock that holds everything together. Apparently it was like she could feel where she was needed. He smiled.

"SHE SOUNDS LIKE AN AMAZING WOLF. I'M SURE THEY WERE BLESSED TO HAVE HER."

He told her about his parents, hoping it would relate with her so tehy could make some kind of connection. She rolled to her stomach and told him that her mother was still living but sad and he scowled in concern, wishing there was something he could do to help. He just knew that there was nothing one could do for a broken heart except let time do the healing. Besides, he was a stranger to her mother and she would need help from friends and family, those that knew her and the one she had lost. He nodded to acknowledge he had heard her.

"I HOPE SHE FINDS PEACE AND HEALING SOON."

It seemed like the polite thing to say. Luckily Masque moved on to the next subject, not letting anything get her down, it would seem, as she wagged her tail suddenly and brightened up. But her words only made his eyes widen in shock, brows raising as he offered a sheepish smile.

"I'M FLATTERED THAT YOU THINK SOMEONE LIKE ME WOULD MAKE HER HAPPY BUT I'VE ALREADY FOUND MY PRINCESS. HER NAME IS MALLEAH AND SHE'S COMING BACK FOR ME. I'M SURE YOUR MOTHER WILL FIND HAPPINESS AGAIN. I WISH HER ALL THE BEST."

He could only hope his words wouldn't hurt her feelings or offend her but he hoped she would brighten up again shortly since they were still playing tag. She had been distracted enough when she spoke so she slowed down just enough for him to tag her with his paw. She went tumbling and he instantly barked an apology and moved closer to make sure she was okay, though he was still wary of the rules of the game so he made sure he was out of striking distance if she thought to trick him and get another tag in. She started to laugh which made him smile, figuring she must be okay and he noticed her tail wagging which made his own start wagging again too. She suddenly told him to tag someone and make them a gypsy too and he smirked a little in thought, his eyes twinkling as he nodded.

"I'M ACTUALLY CONSIDERING ASKING MY BELOVED IF SHE WOULD LIKE TO BE A GYPSY WHEN SHE GETS BACK. I KNOW SHE DOESN'T REALLY WANT A PACK WHEN SHE COMES BACK SO I THINK IT WOULD BE A GOOD OPTION FOR US. WHERE WOULD I FIND OTHER GYPSIES? DO YOU KNOW ANY?"

After all, they couldn't just be gypsies on their own, right? If there was once a group of wanderers then surely there must be some left. He watched her body language even as they spoke so when she bowed then came after him, he barked in laughter and ran in wide circles, keeping her just out of reach. His eyes glittered playfully as he waited for her to change up her tactics or answer if she knew of any other gypsies.
Exodus_male_9 years_41in_195#_no mate_unable to imprint_no children_loner

♥ dante


Replies:


Post a reply:
Name:
Subject:
Message:
Password To Edit Post:



Create Your Own Free Message Board or Free Forum!
Hosted By Boards2Go Copyright © 2020