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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everyone creates the *thing* they dread


I heard the call from far away, my ears pricking at the sound and then flipping back in a dismissive gesture. Gathering around all those wolves was like throwing myself into a pit of snakes. I would be eaten and by my own volition. Still, as I lay beneath the sycamore tree with the hot breeze of summer tangling those verdant leaves I can't help but feel a pang of loneliness. I had never really been connected to another wolf. Oh I had seen those connections, the touches and looks and shared smiles, but I had never experienced the like. Acquaintances is all I had. All I might ever have at this rate. This land was as much haunted for me as the last place but I felt like I was growing firmer in my skin. That I was becoming something.. more. More than I was before, at least. But that took careful consideration and constant vigilance.

I am not sure if my loneliness is what drives my legs beneath me so that before I even realize what I am doing I have risen, freezing in my actions as my tail brushes against my back legs. "No, I will not go," I say out loud, firm and resolved. Except that my legs demand that I do, dragging me onward and my heart thunders in my chest. A part of me, a secret, destructive part, needed to see this group. To ascertain that Kronos and Seline were not among them for I had caught faint traces of that familial scent as of late and it made my spine tingle and my skin itch.

A grasshopper leaps from the tall wheat grass right at my face, startling me so much that I gasp and stumble back then growl in frustration at my lack of self-control. If I ran from a grass hopper what was I to do with a pack of wolves? Grumbling low to myself I continue onwards anyways. It isn't long before I find them, the ground beneath me becoming choppy with rocks. Already there are so many and my steel colored eyes widen as I freeze, watching, blood going cold at the white wolves until I notice their lack of red.

six - loner - no heart - no soul
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