NATURE’S WRATH

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Winter does not wane like usual.
Something is amiss and abnormal.
Nature is reacting.
Nature is bending.
Will you break?

Clouds loom down from the north. Thick and menacing they roll over each other, seeming more like waves of the sea than clouds in the sky. With the clouds comes immense rumblings, the promise of rain. But before even the first drops begin to fall on the ground there is the sound of something cracking in the distance. Lightning breaks down through the sky quickly dashing back and forth to the earth. The air begins to rise, grow thick, and the rumbling returns. Somehow different this time. The rumbling sounds more like splashing and close to the earth. On the horizon, heading straight for the concave formation of the pit, some nearby river has overflowed its banks and flood waters race ahead of the storm. Sweeping in its path logs, debris, and anyone unlucky enough to be in the way.

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Last time he'd visited the pit, it had already been trying to turn into more of a pool. He'd come back to check the progress on that, only to witness skies roiling like the sea and electricity in the air. He could feel his fur trying to stand on end, smell the ozone in the air.

Every instinct warned of an epic storm and to get away.

He moved to the edge of the pit to peer down, but his attention was soon captured by a deafening crack of thunder and an ominous roar in the distance.

Poised, attentive, mere steps from the edge of the pit itself, he focused on the horizon. A slow and eager grin would worm its way onto his face as the horizon quickly became a rush of incoming water.

Now this was exciting! Where the fuck was the high ground?

I'm a friend of the devil I'm a dangerous rebel

Fighting my way through the sins of the street I'm feeling psycho, psycho Where did my mind go? Biting my tongue and I'm loading my gun Back to the wind, better run, better run I'm feeling crazy, crazy Go 'head and make me It's the life that I can't escape, can't walk away There's blood in the ocean And I'm losing focus I'm a friend of the devil I'm a dangerous rebel

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Assassin exp- 15EXP from swp This amaryliss was proving to be a land full of mysteries and fun things to do. She was already feeling like home in such dynamic place. Not quiet as home but close enough she had to admit. Ears perked up as she walked through this fun looking place, like a crater where she could spot blood stains and more substances. An eyebrow rises as she wondered what could had happened in here, ignoring the fact that the very place was used for fights and more chaotic reasons. As she peaked her head over the edge, she spotted an individual, and soon enough the approaching waters. There was even more fun. Thunder and crazy clouds accompanied the soon to arrive flood, it was time to get the hell out of here. Quickly she began to search for any high enough spot to escape the raging waters. @Ryker

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She didn't often come out this way, and it just figured that the one time she did everything went to shit.

She wasn't the only one looking around for a place where they might be safe, but unfortunately there wasn't much in the way of a high ground around here. "Use the ledges for shelter!" she called, not sure if she could be heard above the roar of the water.

Taking her own advice without waiting to see if the other two would, Arcania dropped below the ledge of the pit, finding a ledge under an overhang as close to the side the water was coming from as possible. There she panted, waiting and hoping for the best as the roar came ever closer.

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She'd been coming here to see if anyone was interested in sparring, wanting to keep her skills sharp to handle whatever the lands were going to throw at them and whatever the reaction of the other prides and the rogues would be. Unfortunately, it seemed as though she had put herself directly in the line of danger.

While Dys did know how to swim, she suspected even the best of swimmers couldn't stand against the waters that raged towards them. And, of course, that was when she noticed the scent of the lagoon on the nearby woman. Well shit, she was kind of obligated to protect her, wasn't she.

"Find a rock to hide behind, or something," she urged @Ceres as she came up beside her.

it seemed that even the pit had its share of nature's horrid temper. she had came here to hide from the worst that was to come, seating herself on a small cliff that overlooked the pit. but her temporary throne was short-lived, as heavy rain fall and booming thunder took a hold of her instinct, urging her to seek shelter. she leaped onto the ground as the wind lashed through her fur. lions were organizing, genya noted, but in her opinion, just the rain and thunder would not endanger them as much as any regular storm. she had experienced this phenomenon enough that she was starting to grow used to it. that was until the sound of flooding water came. that's annoying... genya said, before looking around for a good spot to hide. i'm going somewhere high. she had climbing skills, yes, but she had no speed to match the incoming water. still, she was able to find herself drawn back to the spot where she was. perhaps it was high enough to seek temporary relief in, even if the rain pelted at her. or maybe she'll be swept away. who knows?

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The Oasis was practically inhabitable, as was the neighboring desert that was presently plagued by locust and other hungry insects. There was no food that she could find to scavenge, and worse than that, there was no water either. The grey youth had no other choice but to spend more and more time away from her home, to brave the elements and all their fury. Compared to a drought though, they seemed less dangerous.

Given her view on the weather and the fact that it was not actively raining, she felt … more comfortable than she could’ve been, considering the dark clouds that rolled overhead. The sudden thunderclap certainly made her jump as her aimlessly drifting brought her close to the arena. She nearly came out of her skin, which bristled wildly, leaving her looking as though she’d been outright struck. Wide-eyed, Léonie glanced about, wondering if the lightning had actually made contact with the ground somewhere.

But what made her pause to stare was the unexpected swell on the horizon. There was no way it was—

Water?

Water that was … heading her way— !!!

The realization had the imp spinning around to dash towards the only potentially safe place she knew of: the Pit. The surrounding land was open, but maybe she could find a boulder to climb up and ride out the flood from there.

Now she just needed to reach it before the waters reached her.

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It would seem the cliffs around the pit was the safest throughway that most of the lions took these days. There had been quite a few others gathered in the area when the storm started. A deafening crack of lightning made Opium pause and look around as she tried to stay low as possible and cross over the rugged terrain. Though, the roar of something would eventually put a pep in her step as she noted something was crashing through the terrain right towards them.

Opium lingered for just a moment, finding out quickly what her newest problem would be. Water. A great flood of some sort, crashing through the valley, coming straight for them. At the moment, it didn't look deep, but wherever it had come from, there was a lot of it. High ground was necessary.

Turning her head back towards the cliffs, she searched for a path of up the jagged edges of the bottom of Freyr Peak. She wasn't going to risk choosing a rock to block the water's path, and she wasn't going to risk jumping down into the pit. She wanted to go up high so that she had the best chance.

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+1 Make a BWP-related post
+2 Analyze the changes being made to the land
+2 Study one of the natural phenomena occurring

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assassin
+15 BWP Assassin-Focused XP
+5 Practice speed or stealth

sleuth
+5 Study the landscape of an area
+5 Learn something interesting about a character

Victoria felt that the Oasis had betrayed her - the lack of water was an affront to her personally, she who enjoyed so much to lounge on her rock and watch the rippling water. It was rare for the viper to find moments of peace, but the Oasis had been hers. Until it wasn't anymore. The drought was dangerous, but the rest of Amaryllis certainly wasn't safe either. The eruptions at the Hot Springs had proven that - but more than that, the appearance of her mother had shaken Victoria to her core. She was more than angry, her rage a living beast in her chest as she thought of @Genya and her abandonment. Her focus this morning, however, was on her sisterly duty. She moved on the tracks of @Léonie, following stealthily behind her. It wasn't that she particularly needed to escort her sister from the pridelands, but the dangers cropping up around the lands were enough to prompt Victoria to at least make sure she wasn't about to die. She moved carefully, slipping from rock to rock so that her sister didn't realise she was being followed. And then the sky seemed to crack open - the lightening that slashed across the sky caused her to freeze, heart hammering in her chest. Briefly, she lost sight of her sister and she paused - straining ears heard commotion ahead and Victoria thought for one small moment that she heard the oncoming sound of a wave. +15 BWP Exp +5 Track someone through a neutral territory +5 Practice speed or stealth

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Cirilla had known, deep down, that the war would have had consequences. Whether or not they had been immediate, though, was disputable. Rosé eyes had shot open at the distant sound of a low thrum as thunder rolled in from off-shore. With a flick of her ears and a gentle rise to her paws, Cirilla left the safety of her den to explore and investigate what was going on.

The girl made her way to the Pit as the sky slowly turned black behind her. The girl still had a slight limp, but the assistance she had received from Iofiel had helped greatly: she was even optimistic she might heal without a limp. As she arrived at the Pit, entering from the top end of the place, she noticed how the Earth beneath them cracked and the sides of the Pit had begun to crumble. Her ears pinned back against her crown - these lions, they needed her help. The yearling paused for a moment and continued to watch as pieces of sediment came away from the sides of the arena, crashing and fumbling down to the bottom with a thud. Eyes turned to the other lions, and for once she felt slightly helpless. Quite a few here were older than her, and so she doubted that they would need nor appreciate her help, so the girl's attention turned to the likes of @Victoria and @Léonie. Léonie was younger, just a touch, so Cirilla was more inclined to try to help her.

In her head, she prayed - prayed to Vellen - hoping that this abrupt weather change was not a result of his anger. Vellen, please help me. Guide me, she thinks as her gentle but concerned eyes fall on the other child's figure. The girl was running (though Cirilla was not sure exactly what for - or from), but she hoped to shout loud enough for the girl to hear above the deafening thrum of the storm above. Ey, you! She calls out, turning her body towards the darker feline. This way! Cirilla shouts, pointing to a nearby rock that would provide the child with some safety from the sediment crumbling away beneath them.

Exp
+15 - BWP thread (1/3)
+1 - Make a BWP post
+2 - Diffuse someone else's panic or worry
+2 - Pray to a god or deity for guidance
+2 - Analyze the changes being made to the land
+5 - Complete a thread with a character you've never threaded with before
+10 - Complete a thread with a member you've never threaded with before

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