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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 don't spend all my time in Glorall. I have to know everything to rule the world one day, yes? That means I have a lot of running around to do. I stride forward on my perfect white paws, perhaps a little dirtied by the trip from the ocean pack to the crags. I don't mind though- sometimes you have to get dirty to get things done. I know my mother has always strived for what she sees as perfection- but perhaps I have a slightly different version of what perfection is.

The season was turning. Soon it would be winter. The leaves we starting to change on the trees. It was an overcast day. The sun was not to be seen even though it was day. The was grey, in fact it was a little foggy on this morning. I cannot see as far as normal with my green and black eyes. I find it...irritating, and yet interesting. I suppose I do blend in a tad bit more as I hop into the crags.

I am not too sure what I am doing honestly, but does it matter? My claws click upon rock as I trot through the foggy landscape. I stand upon a rock for a moment, my nose tasting the moist air. I find something, and I turn my attention to it. My nose hits the floor, and I follow the scent to a a bunch of rocks and brush.

I stare at it for a moment in stillness. My pink nose wiggles slightly as I inhale. There is something there, someone. I narrow my eyes. What an odd place to hang out. I lick my lips and tilt my head slightly. What could it be? Or...who really, as it is certainly wolf.

I jump down from rock to rock, until I am at the mouth of the little formation. There is plenty of room, but I stick my head forward to investigate. There is someone there, and their scent grew stronger. I blink my green and black eyes, a smirk crashing onto my face.

"Hey you, don't bother hiding, I know where you are, come out," I say with my head lifting. My voice is naturally sweet with a touch of roughness, something that I quite differ from my other in that I allow that roughness to get out. I stand tall, waiting for whoever to come...but I only give them a bit of time, if they take too long, I think it might be fun to...drag them out.

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