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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.
It has been half a year since Malachi started training with Roman and Mohegan, and already his body shows the evidence of their arduous work. Where once he was naught more than puppy fluff, now there is sinewy muscle that ripples under his coat as he moves. In fact, Mother has commented recently that heís looking more like his father each passing day, and while he is still a little more gangly than his ultimate form, Malachi can agree that his body is becoming more regal to complement his budding strength. It looks downright heroic, so of course, Malachi is utterly pleased. However, this transformation is not all dandelions and roses, and today his muscles moan from the constant exertion. At times like these, Malachi has discovered the best thing is a calm walk and a nice cool bath. Thus, he decided to make the trek from the hot and dry Taviora to the cool streams of the Susil Crags.
He gingerly dips a paw into the water, releasing a happy sigh as the water streamed against his pad and between his toes. He brings his paw up and sets it next to the other, crouching down, bunching up, and giving a little butt wiggle before he dives in. The water is only deep enough to come up to his chest, but he makes full use of it as he rolls and splashes, and generally has a grand olí time. Once heís thoroughly wet, he rolls onto his side and simply lets the stream roll over him, his head sticking up from the water like some sort of oddly lupine Loch Ness monster with his tongue lolling casually out the side of his mouth.