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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(Myrria) I want to be your addiction.

i will be your demise

She had spent her time in the tundra but food grew scarce and she knew she would need to return to the more southern regions. After the encounter with the male she had wished to find her familiar and bury her nose in her pelt, she wouldn’t admit to it but she enjoyed the familiarity of the dark woman. Shifting on tense muscles she wore an agitated look on her face. Not even the snow of winter could cool the fiery temper that was seemingly only growing. She sinks into the thick snow the winds roaring with blinding white flakes swirling around. She snapped her jaws before growling she had walked from food scares land straight into a storm. She was angry but plowed forward where she made out a slight, slate gray on the horizon.

Blinking she was exerting much more effort than she had desired. An unfortunate stranger or creature that crossed her path they would be at the misfortune of hungry jaws. It wasn’t much longer and the opening of a cave stood before her. Sniffing cautiously there was no sign of a bear or one of the mighty felines so she moved passed the overhang of the cave roof knocking some snow into the entry. She shifted slightly, the cold air stinging her lungs as she breathed in deeply. A cautious eye kept watch in the blinding white and ears listened carefully but only hearing the calming quiet of snow falling. It would be a while before it got dark but she would rest here before attempting to hunt, it seemed like this place was a reasonable base for the next day or so.

Her thoughts roamed over the past few days and she held her self-silent keeping from offering a solemn howl. She didn’t want to draw much attention, perhaps she did want to locate her companion but she wouldn’t risk the safety of either of them. She had grown cautious as well as enraged. She would love to have her jaws sinking into another a few spared from her cruelty. Sekhmet almost wondered if her companion would come should she did let out a call but even then she couldn’t justify such action. It was simply not her way to be overly caring but mindful to those she considered her own. She had refused to show most kindness all lost when her soul became shattered. At the memory of her weakness, her throat roared to life, a deep growl and jaws snapping curtly against her fur, never quite reaching flesh but it looked as though she could be mad all the same. In reality, she was beyond angry and wished for others to suffer as well as she had.

you're going to love it, i promise
reaver x enya - three - the deep
42 inches - 180 pounds
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