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
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Posted on May 18, 2017 at 04:38:31 PM by Natiya

She is always patient and always a guardian of the meadow that housed the den shared with her mother and brother, although Blackthorne was gone more frequently than ever. Her whole life had been zealously guarded by his dictation and she was okay with that. It was her purpose and her lot in life and there is a comfort in some thing. Natiya was obedient to her brother but that did not mean she was a submissive. To males, perhaps, but she had yet to actually pair up against another female. Only recently had she actually left Glorall at the hip of her brother who led her like a prize to Spirane. It was almost overwhelming with all the new scents, scenes, and faces, but she had remained poised at his side in solidarity. The other wolf that followed her brother was vastly intriguing with his scars and deference, as well as the defensive way he watched those two girls and wanted Thorne. She had never seen Thorne accept such things and it was interesting to behold.

Somewhere along the way her brother had come to conclusion that Natiya was utterly loyal, as she was, and had after two years given her the go ahead to wander if she wished. With the expression that if she should fail to come he would hunt her down. So she slinks through Glorall now with cautious steps and swiveling ears. Her silver figure is long and lean with tall legs and wispy fur. She is utterly lovely, if somewhat fae looking in her hesitancy, but there is also a sort of restrained power in her. Living with Blackthorne had meant she learned to fight when needed and when to cede.

For now she amuses herself with learning more about Glorall than ever before and spying wolves otherwise left unseen.

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