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 November 7, 2017 at 03:01:56 PM by Underidge

There is a dismissive and saucy aura to her and the tone of her voice is met with immediate irritation from the silver tipped beast. Underidge was not very worldly in some ways - his duty was as the Thorn of Glorall so he needed to be aware, but he often dropped the ball on such a thing because he was so anti-social that it was a wonder any in Glorall even knew of his existence. Eden did not keep him hidden, because Under did it himself. He was gruff, unkempt, and full of a furious energy that was expended only when need be. Training Matianak or Umbra and at the behest of the Shade. Kamala was not weak or else he would be forced to put her down, as he had been with Paravana. Eden would no doubt disapprove of such thing and that is the whole issue here. She called to the naked yearning in his in a way only an imprint could. There is a black void within him that not even the Shade could fill. He could not say that he had loved Paravana because such a feeling is foreign to him, but she had filled him and now he was empty.

The madness blurs in his eyes as she stretches. She is pretty and his instinct is to control her. To drive her to his den and keep her hidden until she was ready to submit and follow the path of the Shade. To be his right paw. It makes him flinch forward a bit, need naked on his face, but then she speaks and he stops abruptly. The distance between them is being closed but by bit with his jarring motions, but every time she opens her mouth she is met with a scowl. “Stop that,” he demands on a hiss, fur spiking up. He doesn’t explain what he wants her to stop because she has him in a tizzy.

“It means you are mine.” He says the word but there is a frustration laced in it because she is HIS but she is also Edens and he cannot take from Eden or risk his displeasure. Eden was his master, in a way, and he was leashed as surely to him as a dog with a collar. Thus he begins to pace, side to side, but ever closer as he spins each time. “You are mine?” The question is not as sure as before. His madness clouds in him - take take take! Wait, he cannot. But will she give?

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