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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Phew! She had been glad when his greeting had been a cheerful one, even if he had stuck his nose up at the rank’s title. She hadn’t chosen it! Personally, in fact, she had found it quite endearing, if only because she’d never heard another pack use titles quite like that. Bewilderbeast, Razorwhips and Boneknappers...they even called the children Fledges, like tiny birds readying their wings. Moonfeather, Sleekwing, Thunderbone...she’d heard all kinds of names like those too and had decided the ranks must have been named for ancestors, or perhaps in memory of their culture from so long ago in a place far from Moladion. In the past, ranks had been like that too – Trenus, home of the Angels, had been given Latin titles, and Iromar had once named ranks to honor their blood as Demons...

Oh! She was far too prone to get lost in her own thoughts, so she was absolutely glad when Eldrax spoke again. She laughed unashamedly, her eyes alight with joy as she settled herself just enough to answer his question. Broken tooth? Well, she might end up that way if she talked and laughed as much as she did! "Well, it’s a caretaker role, I suppose, but I’m not exactly...a healer, you know? I guess it‘s a differnent kind of care,” she said with a small shrug and a large grin. "I wanted to learn all about Moladion’s history - and the history of everybody in it! - so telling stories to children and the sick is the closest I could get. Well, for now.” Her grin was a little more mischievous then as she thought of the possibilities. If she could excel as Snagglefang, maybe she’d be able to suggest her own rank – a rank just for stories and history! How could a wolf learn all of that if they had to spend time helping healers and babysitting? The storytellers and story-learners of Moladion needed their own rank!

She had been calling back over her shoulder for the last half of her answer, taken up by her interest in the waterfall. Of course, she was glad when he came bounding over too, and even gladder that he seemed so willing to talk. Yuki loved those that knew how to have a good conversation! Or even those that just loved to hear their own voice.

"Eldrax! Well, it’s a pleasure to properly meet you,” she grinned over at him. "And even more a pleasure to meet a wolf wanting some adventure and some talking! I guess you could say those two things are some of my greatest passions.” Where had he gotten it from? Rhaegal had always been polite and kind but she’d not say he came across as the most adventurous or talkative type. Maybe Eldrax was a little more Daenerys, or a little more his mother (who Yuki suddenly realized she’d never formally met either.) Either way, she was glad. Had she found a future storyteller, or a future story-learner? Or maybe she’d found a wolf whose story she‘d be the one telling!

"There used to be a pack here, you know? Or so they say - I suppose it must have been a long time before us. Paracon, I think it was.” She looked down at the water and then to the stone below, and the stones beneath their paws. Wasn’t that an adventure in itself? In a sense, they were trespassing on pack territory! Instead of patrols, they had only ghosts to worry about. "Why don’t we explore a bit? Maybe we can find some places that might have been Paracon. It can’t all be gone, after all. Their alpha must have stood atop some grand boulder to deliver news and declarations – it's got to be around here somewhere! And how would they know if they found it? Well, they wouldn’t. But it was the story of finding it, and the stories they’d be able to imagine when they did, that mattered.

With that, she motioned to Eldrax to take the lead - this was his adventure, after all! Yuki was but a storyteller and story-hearer, not so much the story-maker.

yuki
meryl and yin's winter child
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