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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Welcome to Hell
Can you hear it? The frantic tempo of her heart as she dances from precipice to precipice. Her paws navigating the rocky outcropping with ease as she slinks further into the craigs. The terrain suited her as death loomed with every step, every leap of faith could end in disaster and with this in mind she plays. Harsh shafts of light linger upon her svelte form as she undulates like a prized viper, finding her chassis pure of flesh. The hunt has been poor as of late, too many wandering in pairs or packs. Broken she may be yet she knew her limits…at times.

Disjointed giggles precede her as she approaches a ledge, sensitive button of a nose alerting her to the presence of another. Peering over the edge pink lemonade eyes seek her prey, scouring the rugged landscape until it alights upon another jewel pelt of the same hue as hers. Maw splits like a jagged wound, her tongue bleeding out to wet her lips as she kicks a stone from her perch down toward him. If her aim is true she will bark a belittling welcome, the sound fiendishly akin to a laugh before she backtracks. Time races within her skull as she races down several ledges, memory leading her to him and by him, her petite carcass flying by him with speed before she leaps onto another perilous precipice. A cajoling look of contempt is thrown his way over her shoulder before she is away, paws sending loose stone this way and that way as she flaunts her agility, her svelte form sensual in its sway.

She speaks not for her energy says it all. He can not catch her. He will not catch her. She is much too much.

Hellish giggle is all that alights upon the air as she disappears into a cavern, her paw falls turning silent as she races down the length before doubling back. This time she is higher up, knowing the way within the gloomy darkness of the cave so that she is looking down at the entrance. Belly kisses cool stone as she coos into the empty space, just as he enters before once again dancing away, allowing her steps and voice to echo about the cave. ”Demon”

If he proceeds to look for her she will leap from her perch and attempt to land on him. If she lands on him she will roughly grip his ruff to attempt to throw him to the ground. If he falls she will then deliver a nasty bite to his shoulder in order to taste his crimson liquid before dancing away, a mocking cackle dripping from her maw. If he stays on his feet she will drop low to her belly and attempt to nip at his ankles before darting forward like the viper she is to attempt to disappear into the inky depths of the cave.

(You have permission to powerplay her)





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