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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i'll give you one warning shot!

Ebony ears twitch up as the howl breaks over the land and under it, he does not enjoy the male's baleful howl so close to his own. Obsidian hackles raise on his spine as he witnesses his shadow maiden's departure from their brood. Jade rimmed, feral yellow eyes practically glow in the darkness of the grotto, fury evident on his face that the black bitch heed any one's call but his own. Muscles ripple as he rises, tense, hard and bulging under his weight with the motion. Handsome white and dark grey face looking into the hole she called a den, then turns away and follows their mother out of the caverns.

Confident anger allows long legs to move in languid ground eating strides toward the stranger and the female he has taken for his, unofficially. The walk was relatively short, and Jumanji let Naamah have her time, but when she moved to speak to the male, he moved in on them before the male could even respond.

No words are uttered, he kept his expression blank, deadpan stare set on the male as he comes up behind his dark woman. Nudging gently at her hindquarters, he nips the back of her thigh, a silent command to introduce the wolf before he ripped his throat out for daring to interact with her. The black and white male did everything in his power to stop himself from playing the brute, hauling Naamah over his shoulders back to their cave. He couldn't afford another of her scars across his muzzle, the last ones were still healing.

If he at least knew the male, he wouldn't have to eat him. She was allowed friends, hell, she would demand them anyway. He had always just assumed they would be female. Jumanji was savage in nature, possessive, as his half brother, but he was gifted with the calculating intellect of his father's line. He could have manners, he simply didn't like to display them. For the coal black heathen in front of him, he would try. His eyes do not leave the male, his body sliding along Namaah as he sits beside her. It is a claim and a dare, but with others showing up to the male and his summons, Jumanii felt dread creep up his spine for the first time.


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