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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Donít Fly too High; Iíll just Fly Higher. [Open]

At least Iíve been able to Fly

What to do... Where to begin... Icarus was officially a wolf grown. Four years old this spring! It was madness. Sure, he was the result of a smooth talking wolf spending some.. inappropriate time with his mother, but at least Tyrion was decent and stuck around. The male had been blessed in that he was not tall, but still taller than his sire. Yet he made up for it in his ability to throw his weight around. There weren't many that Icarus was going to back down from. A smirk flashed across his maw as he trotted through the Crags.

It was decent enough outside for the time being. The sky and the trees in the distance were eerily still, like some harsh weather would be coming in. Icarus scrunched his nose slightly as he scented the air. The wind just was not moving in any direction. It was highly disconcerting. The caramel coated lad gave himself a good shake to try and stay the heavy feeling in his gut. It wouldn't be too much of an issue, he told himself.

His mis-matched eyes darted back and forth as he eyed the terrain about him. Lessons with Nymeria had reminded him to be mindful of his surroundings. He was already disadvantaged to the left, the brilliant black that was his iris distracted from by the cloudiness of the pupil. As a result, he was always alert. He had no desire to have someone sneak up on him. And on a day like today? He felt comfortable in his mindfulness of his surroundings. The question was... what to do?

male - 26 in - 112 lbs - no mate - no imprint - tyrion x nerys
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