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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the boys who kiss and bite

they are the brilliant ones

who speak and write;



She decided the name suited him. It was unassuming, elegant, as she thought him to be. That was her first impression of her new companion, and first impressions are so important. “It’s nice to meet you, Sleekwing,” she replied with a friendly wave of her tail. After a final going-over, she brought her physical observations to a close, her bright smile revealing the only hint of what she thought of them: he was nice to look at.

They had both been playing it safe, feeling each other out from across the rocks. She appreciated that – so often others felt it necessary to invade her personal space. In the end, he made the first move, closing the distance between them in a few short bounds. This gave her a different view of the male and complimented his natural grace, which she also appreciated. Effortless. He moved easily across the uneven terrain, avoiding any potentially dangerous missteps.

Having settled again, it was his turn to look at her, and she quietly reveled in the attention. It was a simple satisfaction, watching him take her in; it warmed her right through. The familiar heat crept along her spine and into her neck. She could feel winter approaching fast, hot in her blood. “I’m Hush,” she offered with a coquettish tilt of her ginger head, temporarily ignoring his first question.

But she didn’t want him to leave just yet, and he seemed genuinely interested in what she might say. Thinking about the last few days made her extremely anxious: Sen, Dante, the bear. She stood and gave her coat a shake, forgetting her flirtations for a moment, before turning her warm eyes on Sleekwing again. “I seem to attract a lot of…negative energies,” she began mildly. “A few weeks ago myself and a friend, Coszcotl, were attacked by another wolf.” She shook her head and chuckled, despite how scary it had all been. “I really think he’d lost his mind. The two of us had just been talking, much like we are.” Here she paused to look pointedly in his direction, as if to suggest that he remain aware of his surroundings.

But yesterday was genuinely awful. And confusing…” she drifted off, her eyes narrowed in thought as they stared unseeing into the cloudless autumn sky. “Sleekwing, what do you know about imprinting?” Her smile was gone when she looked back at him, lost in the whirl of her worries.


they sing in clever tongues

oh, how my knees go weak

to be the one;




H U S H

five ** bound by Dante ** midwestern crater **





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