Come

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

The young girl of darkness dashed along Glorall following the scent of her father. Her dull opal eyes were seething with rage. This Emil, this golden brute of light had ruined the passing of her mother. She had to go inform father, and she had the fur hairs of the male to prove it. She kept her jaws tightly shut as she marched along, her young face touched with anger. She ignores everything around her. She was fixated on her path- like a girl most determined to reach her destination.

She followed the scent of her father. She knew he was angry just like she was, but she knew the Shade had needed mother gone as she was weak. Umbra knew she took her mother's strength. She knew she just used her mother as a vessel to bring herself into the world as the ultimate tool of the Shade. No, she did not mourn the death of her mother. Her mother served her purpose, and was no longer needed. It was not sad, it simply was the way it was. She still would miss the warmth of her mother at night, but she could never be mad at the Shade taking what needed to be taken.

She finds her father now, her small form lifted high as she could as she look at him, trying to search for his eyes. She knew she had to show him and tell him what she found. With a scowl on her dark visage, she spat the golden hairs down on the ground at his paws, the fur on her hackles raised with her displeasure.

"Look! Look at this!" she says with a huff, pointing with her dark paw.

"This...this Emil. He came and ruined everything!" she says with fangs parting her lips.

"He said he was going to take Paravana home, what the hell does that mean, home? THIS was home before the Shade decided to take her HOME, what the hell!" she screams out, fury in her puppy voice.

"Paravana called him BROTHER, this...Emil...piss yellow...Diveen wolf, at least he smelled of them, smell him, father smell him!" she snarls, pointing again at the golden hairs, a few still sticking out of her lips and teeth as she awaits the knowledge of her father on how to...resolve this situation that Umbra found so upsetting.

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