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
Elohim

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Elohim had to admit that it was a little strange to be welcomed with such an earnest smile; pleasantries were just that but the way she grinned? It was not so common and because of that, it caught him ever so slightly off guard. But he knew better than to show it in any other way than to return her favor with his own grin, more grin and less smirk than as she seemed to observe him as he had her. Of course, it wasn't so hard to muster an honest grin when she seemed so proud of her antlers and he wondered with a raised brow if she had brought down the kill by herself.

"Is here home now?" He finally inquired, allowing himself to lapse into the same silences she did. He figured it made it easier for her when she had breathing space. Still, he stretched his neck out and sought to sniff at the antlers, ever curious as to where the beast had hailed from. She had been away for some time - how far had she gone? Had she been dragging it along for so long? "I can take you to Eden. Once you give it to him, what will you do?" He retracted then and rose to his full height, a quick shake of his fur to dislodge the sand that had already settled on him from the wind. When it came to admitting things, he also had to admit he felt a sting when she seemed to want to see his father more. Such was the life of the son of an alpha, though.

And so he motioned for her to move beside him, using his body to ask the questions he would generally use words for. It seemed that time hadn't truly changed her, only made her bigger and so he motioned for her to share the antler's weight if she so desired.

a son born from the dead and the sea
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