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 act of leaving had always confused her. Why? Why did so many leave, and for what reasons could they justify it? It was one thing to leave a pack, or a home, but to leave an entire place? She just couldn't understand it and yet, all around her, it happened. Cayen had left, as had Letum, her own father, and hell, even Khaleesi had left despite all her talk on becoming the best. She assumed it had been different with Covet, at least - she figured he had reason but she could not deny that she had been bothered by it. Despite it all, she had expected to see him again at least once during the (awful) ordeal of pregnancy, or even the time following it. He'd never come, though, and whether that had been for the best or worst... well, she couldn't say. She'd done all she could to give her - their? - children the best start they could have had. They had a mother and father who cherished them and could teach them all they needed to know. They had plenty of siblings, plenty of position in Moladion's pack to do whatever it could be they wanted. How could she berate Covet for leaving when she had left them? She wasn't any better than her father had been but still... some feelings were harder to shake.

Strangely, she had found herself holding her breath between the time in which she had spoken and he had replied. That was Malina - she rushed into things without much thought, and now, she was suffering cold feet perhaps. She wasn't exactly sure as to what she expected from him or from herself but maybe... some small part of her wanted some kind of solace, wanted to simply see him and speak with him. It had always been too obvious to her, and him she assumed, that she had been intrigued by him. Even then, she could't help but wonder what he thought of it all - herself, Fathom, himself, and the creatures the three of them had all created.

I walked. She huffed at the remark, one side of her lip curling up into a momentarily grin before settling back down. At least they had been on the same page, right? She sighed heavily, relaxing her body somewhat and falling into to be seated; if this is what they were going to talk about, there could be plenty of things to be said. Abandoning them had never been her objective; none of it had been planned, but it truly had been for the better. Without she and he, they were merely children of a Healer and her mate. They would never have to fight the prejudice against their blood, or fret over their relation to Tobias. They'd not have to worry about holding their mother back, or causing their father stress. No, they had all the potential to be entirely, perfectly normal and yet... things didn't seem that easy.

"I can't say yes or no."

She mused, frowning to herself before meeting his gaze levelly. It had been what marked him as a demon that had always intrigued her - it wasn't like Tobias or even Rogue. Still, at least she had managed to keep his identity from the likes of Heyel unknown thus far; as marked as he were, they knew him only by his eyes as far as she was aware. It had been the least she could do for him, really.

"I surrendered them to my own mother. I wanted them to be free of both our stigmas - and perhaps, I wanted to remain free of my own."

She paused, looking back over her shoulder and around them, half expectant that another had followed her. She'd always felt that way since the war - like someone would follow her, that Ava wished to see her downfall, or perhaps Heyel himself. When she was certain they were alone, she continued.

"I can't safely say they are free of it. They are... different, I find, than the other children. I am thinking there must be a way that we can know for sure without them having to do... something... to make themselves targets."

She sighed once more, flicking an ear and frowning in thought. Sure, there were many ways that they could know, right? Perhaps they could... show them things, expose them to something to invoke a response. Perhaps Covet knew - she had to hope that he did. They both needed to know.

M A L I N A
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