Cottonwood Wash
02-06-2016, 09:30 PM
(This post was last modified: 02-07-2016, 11:45 AM by Mithras.)
Description: This outlook is easy to spot from a distance, seeing as it hosts the one lonesome tree anywhere around. Its roots upheld the soil of a hill otherwise claimed by the river. It's remnants have formed a gently sloping beach at the water's edge. It is also scattered with boulders of varying sizes. The spot is good for a nap, a look out post, or if you need to grab a drink.
Welcome to Argead's first Meeting Place! I may introduce more areas like this in the future, but this will do for now. This thread will be permanent, and the setting will always be the same place, as illustrated above. This space will serve as a common meeting ground for all Argead wolves, a place to gather and chat, or bring a meal, or wait for someone. Even if you only want to post in passing, just to say hello to someone else lingering in the area, that's perfectly fine!
Simply copy the code below if you want to create a new "Event" at the Cottonwood Wash. It could be something as simple as pausing along a patrol route, or anything else you think of! If someone else has already posted, however, you may also pop in to respond to their event instead! Please allow at least 2 days, or get permission from the next person in the post order before changing the time of day/date. The goal is to have the wolves of Argead actually all be familiar with one another. These interactions can be as natural as passing someone during a walk, a smile and a nod, or as complex as you have the imagination for!
This code should announce every new Event:
Code:
[b]Time of Year:[/b] "First of/Early/Mid/Late/Last of" + Season
[b]Time of Day:[/b] Self-explanatory
[b]Weather:[/b] Feel free to include things like temperature and other bits of setting information
[b]Notes:[/b] Optional, what you would like to see take place during your event perhaps.Quote:Time of Year: Mid Spring
Time of Day: Evening, Golden Hour
Weather: A day of rain showers has led to a gorgeous sunset of broken up storm clouds, dark violet, making the golden light streaming through seem seem all the bolder. It is warm, but comfortable, with gusty winds.
Notes: Mithras is just taking stock of things, feel free to come say hi!
The earth smelled heady and wet and warm. Mithras was starting to love the scent, how it overtook absolutely everything, how it was starting to feel like home. Earlier in the day he'd watched the driving rains pelt the plains, but now the storm had broken apart and left the world reborn in its wake. Mithras settled himself in the set grass atop the ridge overlooking the river, neverminding the damp or the mud. It had been one of the first warm rains of the year, and he feared for the heat of the summer. Surely it would be brutal here with so little shade, and he was glad he'd claimed the willows as well, with their trickling streams and springs. Surely the river here was a valuable resource as well, and he could scarcely imagine it ever going dry. He snapped lazily at a fly and let his head rest down atop his paws, content to watch the water for a while. "Talk" "You" Think |
