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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It wasn't that I was ever angry with Exodus. Far from it. He was always so calm and loving, understanding even when I grew irritable. Mostly it was from hormones I think. I have been pregnant for multiple winters in a row and my body was out of balance but I had decided that after our pups we would stop unless Exodus truly wished more. In which case he would still wait until my body was ready again. He had not asked for this litter, that had been all me, and part of the reason was my innate fear. Because I understood that family was more binding than any perceived devotion so I assumed if I had his child he would never leave me. It was not a fear I would ever give voice to and it wasn't that I necessarily thought that often. Instinct is what drives me and learned behavior, after all, it was what had been required of me in the past.

Still, I find myself more in tune with the child or children in my womb. A sense of fierce protection rises up in me unlike the wary negligence I had shown my previous litters. This was a product of love with few strings attached and I wondered if it would come out happy. In truth I don't know if Arancks children were fighters because of their blood or because of my neglect. It nagged at me sometimes but I tried to bite back the guilt and distaste in my mouth. What was done was done. No amount of musing over it would change what I had been party to and what was worse, I didn't feel as if I owed anyone guilt. Aranck had been kind a scant few times and I had latched on to him like a leech in those first monthes. He carried me to power but forgot the glory part.

It is unlike my time with Exodus. He is unfailingly patient with me even when I growl because I am restless and my mind stirs until I am lost in its clouds. He provides game for me round the clock and my slender body has grown quite plump. I am a glutton only because I have been on the opposite end of it and my mind has yet to catch up to reality. Besides, this child is well nourished.

Admitting these things to him is like lifting a load of darkness from my heart. I expect revulsion on his face but am met with his stalwart love. I giggle at his words, amusement burgeoning as I smile coyly at him. Such devotion is strange and yet I bask in it. He is sunshine to my dark life. For so long I had struggled on my own - abandoned by family and always on the wrong end of everything until now.

"I think your voice is quite handsome," I say with a lascivious look at him. Indeed, he makes my heart flutter and my blood burn when I flirt with him because he wants me for me. Not for the child I carry nor for information. "I bet if we sang together we could bring this place down around us." Bantering him alleviated the fear that burrows in me. There is something keenly relaxing about sharing ones trouble with another and spending dark hours in companionship.

Yet he scowls at me and I feel, for a moment, that he will finally understand the depth of my treachery in life. Not against him but against all those around me. I was a liar, a cheat, and accomplice to a murder. I was once a Queen but a beggar one, a foolish one. Except he leans forward and showers me in kisses. I let the warmth of him wash over me as my tail begins to wag. Fate - ha! If he only knew what fate had strung me with. I was imprinted with a FEMALE - how such a thing happened I'll never know and yet I do miss her because such is the power of a bond. But I suppose he is right. He had left then returned and if that is not fate what was?

I cock my head to the side as I look at him, truly look. There is a dangerous edge to him that I knew speaks volumes. He would protect me... but what of myself? "I love you, Exodus." The words are calm and true. I feel them in the keen ache of my heart. "Yet I wonder... what would you do if you learned I was not as you think I am? I've done things to survive and some... some not because survival. Our child is fresh and new and untainted but you should know that there is much to be said of me here. Before our child comes you need to prepare yourself." My ears don't flick back because suddenly my pink eyes gleam with purpose and fire - he will see the steel that has guided my spine through life. I cannot cower from what I was any longer. I must face it.

"Do you think after all that you could still love me?"

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