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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Anatola might have been limited in what she was able to do to help, but given her own past and what she had learned and taught herself, it was far easier to assist when and where she was capable. After all, she had found that no one deserves to be treated poorly or left to be stuck in whatever situation they were in if it could be helped.

And now, they were both quite situated given the circumstance of having weathered the storm. The patchwork female smiled, glad to seem him out of the fissure. "Well, let's get a good look once over then," she said motioning with her muzzle as Abel looked away. "No broken bones? Any bruises?" Ana inquired, moving a little bit closer. His stray gaze was not lost on her, and she was quite certain why. It didn't bother the three-legged wolf like it did when she was younger. She simply took it in stride.

"You're welcome," the healer responded in turn with a smile, "And it's no trouble. Just glad I was able to help." She tilted her head slightly at his frown. That was when she caught it. Her bright yellow eyes did not linger there, but as she looked him over, Ana saw the stump of his leg. The paw only? That's what it seemed with a passing, and no doubt the reason he struggled to get himself out of his predicament but not the reason he was in it. Any wolf could have been trapped by a blizzard in this terrain. Ana observed him quietly for a time, mostly looking for shifts in his weight that might indicate some sort of fresh ailment or injury. If that was the case, she was more than prepared to lead him to where her stores in the Grotto were to mend those things.

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