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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PISSIN' OUR PANTS YET? (LUCILLE & APOPHIS)
IP: 208.123.1.104

Negan

The late autumn rays of sun beat down upon my exposed belly, the black fur soaking up every last bit of warmth that it could get. Lounging atop my driftwood pedestal, I was enjoying a mid-afternoon bask in the sunlight. That I would eventually outgrow this fine piece of furniture that I had claimed as my own was not beyond me, but for now the oddly curved portion of what was once the base of a tree curving out to its roots served me just fine. When that time came, I would just find another, more suitable perch. At this present moment, however, I lazed with my paws to the sky and my tail hanging off the side, its white tip just barely touching the sand of the beach.

An ear flicked to the side at the sound of approaching paw steps. Listening carefully, I recognized the first set with ease, glad to know that Lucille would be joining me on this fine afternoon. I was...less impressed with the fact that Apophis was tailing her. We may have all been born together, but Lucille was mine. I guess you could say dear brother Apo and I had had a bit of a rivalry since day one. But with a mother as callous as ours, and a father entirely absent from these first months of our lives, I suppose it made sense that we would compete with one another on some level. Since birth Apophis had always had an edge on me in size, something becoming a little more evident with each passing day as we grew, but I liked to think that brains combined with brawn could conquer brawn lacking brains. Plus, I'm damn good looking, which gives me an added edge.

Couldn't very well have my brother coming upon me with my abdomen exposed, though, so I rolled over onto my sternum and lifted my head, glancing inland to see Lucille descending onto the beach, and knowing Apophis wouldn't be far behind. What could I say? I was a born leader, it's probably some kind of magnetism that drew them to me, seeking my wisdom and guidance, no doubt. My white tipped tail waved back and forth in greeting to Lucille, feigning disinterest in Apophis' approach, though I remained constantly aware of his proximity to her and me. "Sister," I said fondly, reaching out to greet her from my perch, "Apophis," I added, nodding to my brother, drawing a clear line in the sand for which of them I favored. "Whatever brings my darling siblings to the beach today?"

boy, do i have a feeling
we're getting close
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