Aplos Riverside

Moladion’s powerful, winding river...
Aplos River is a broad, slow-moving river originating from somewhere beneath the mountains of Spirane and feeding Iromar’s moors in the south. The northern parts of the river are known for their strong currents, with the water becoming slow moving in the south. The riverbanks vary along its course, ranging from soft hummock grasses to small groups of pine, and sometimes nothing but pebbles and sand. Crossing can be difficult at times, but it can be swam or bridged by fallen trees or boulders alike.

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Tuari
I’ll Fight Until I am the last Arrow on the Battlefield


Of course she wasn’t just going to let him get away with this! It was blasphemy! Pure evil what he did grabbing her and having her go down with her into these waters without her permission. She wasn’t about to let him get off easy for his victory! She supposed she could have predicted that it would happen. After all his tactics in fighting were far from antiquated, despite his, well their, growing ages. She wasn’t an old grey nose yet though. So as she broke the surface of the water expelling the small amounts of water that had entered her nose and and taking a breath of air she immediately set out on her mission for revenge. Tuari had given him a chance to breathe, so when he was talking, which clearly indicated he had a chance to take in some air.

She flung her large mostly black pelted body at the water, she heard what he had to say until she cut him off with a good old splash to the face. She grinned at his laughter, watching him turn his head and shake the water from his face. Of course that was only the start of the war, with him soon returning the favor splashing her back though she also turned her head so it didn’t get all over face. At his words she only could shoot him a devilish grin. It would probably be more productive use of her time to go out hunting. Though it did bring about the thought again that she wouldn’t mind helping him in some way with his… other things, perhaps not the final bit but finding wolves that should be wiped off Moladion. She probably shouldn’t morally agree as much as she did with his feelings or desires, but at the same time it wasn’t as if he was hurting innocents. He was finding wolves like cannibals and other monsters, it might also be that she didn’t think ill of him that they worked as they did.

He began circling her though and she stood in the waters watching for his next movement when he finally flung himself at her placing a long lick across her nose to which she lovingly returned with a playful lick to his. Call her vengeful huntress, it fit her really well especially as she then rose up again and ruined what could have been a perfectly loving tender moment by trying to dunk him under before fleeing as quickly as she could back to the shore.

MUTE HUNTRESS - AMUTAQ & ZETERI - DEXTER’S HEART - LEVI'S SOUL - OF TAVIORA
Mother of Petra, Citlalli & Itzel
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