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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I want to be your addiction.
IP: 71.19.198.243

i will be your demise

A familiarity to her nose on the breeze intermingling with salt perhaps an ally could also mean a meal. Her teeth glistened as she licked her jaws tucking her throat in as his tail rose in dominance. A deep growl reverberated in her chest as her muscles coiled. If it was a fight he wanted it was a fight he would get. “Your’s Perhaps.” She never held a note of humor perhaps he was an ally of sorts but all the same he would be treated as a traitor if he forced her jaws. “Eden?” She tasted the name on her tongue her eyes rolling over his frame he was larger now but he didn’t compare to her own size. “A snake? A traitor? An Ally?” She questioned him in with an edge in her tone. “What. Are. You.” She clicked her teeth together snapping at him a look of testing in her gaze she had no desire to lie or hide these intentions she may be of darkness but she didn’t always keep her intentions hidden with it.

She never let her attention stray too far from her surroundings, death avidly looking for danger almost hunting it while remaining still. “You, Stopped Me. Speak.” She had little desire to waste time she wanted to know what he wanted. Sekhmet wasn’t often the type to stop for a chat she wanted her answers and hated lazing about. She remained still however on her guard. Perhaps he was small but her element of surprise was removed still he would make a good prize if she needed to get out in a hurry, she would be humored to watch this Eden try to take the male from her possession. Perhaps there was no intention to kill or bleed him but as someone she considered useful she presumed honesty was the best policy. Even if it was a threat in it’s deepest right.

you're going to love it, i promise
Sekhmet
reaver x enya - three - the deep
42 inches - 179 pounds
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