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.

Return to Lunar Children

that's the way it is,

Ella would likely hate him for it, or at least she’d not be entirely thankful. She was the type who thought she didn’t need lessons so much as she needed to just experience things – Morgan hadn’t been able to get it through to her that teaching was, in its essence, part of experiencing. Then again, Exodus had a certain look to him. Maybe, Morgan thought, it might be enough to sway her to at least be amicable. If she got the idea that Exodus was a little rough around the edges, or at least a little tougher than your average stranger, than maybe she’d go along with things long enough to get into a routine. Morgan saw logic in that, and just had to hope he saw well enough.

Then he spoke of returning for love and although Morgan grinned lopsidedly at it, he inwardly sighed. Aye, well, he’d better keep that part quiet from Ella at least for some time – Morgan didn’t think she was the type to be impressed by sentimentality like that. Morgan wasn’t so much impressed, but he could see the value in that kind of sentiment. He nodded deeply, in understanding, though he knew himself well enough to know he’d never be returning to any of the women he’d fallen for in his lifetime. Trouble, they had been, and trouble they’d likely always be.

"Lead the way then, friend, aye. I’ll get a feel for the area and then go track down Ella, haul her back in.” He clambered down from where he had been, finally completely level with Exodus as he stretched his legs out again. He feigned patience though, in truth, he was more than anxious to get things on the move. The sooner he could find them a proper den and make the rounds, the sooner they’d be able to start exploring with the knowledge of safety in the backs of their minds.

"I'll be thanking you in advance,” he began as he moved to follow Exodus, "I didn’t think we’d be fortunate enough to meet a wolf worth their weight so soon, eh?” He gave a little grunt, a mmph of appreciation, but moved passed his...compliment as fast as he could. He didn’t want to get stuck up on sentimentality and, truthfully, he was relying perhaps a little too much on his gut when it came to Exodus. That’s why, he thought, I ought to go alone first. If he was going to turn around, lead him to some den and use his bones to pick his teeth, then let it be Morgan alone.

Once they’d arrive, Morgan wouldn’t spend too much time stagnant. It felt wrong to stop moving for too long; he’d nose each crevice and rock, prowling up and down slopes and testing each surface with his paws. Escape route and vantage points alike; water and food caches, or places to make them in any case...He was thorough. Morgan worked tirelessly and silently, ever aware that his next mission of finding the girls and bringing them back – or at least Ella – would be only a heartbeat away.

html © castlegraphics


Post a reply:
Password To Edit Post:

Create Your Own Free Message Board or Free Forum!
Hosted By Boards2Go Copyright © 2020