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Ice Mountain

The Ice Mountain is much smaller than Wolf Mountain, yet climbing up it is far more difficult and shouldn't be attempted in winter. Some creatures collect the shiny stones at the peak of this mountain for necklaces.

my life..
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Posted on September 9, 2009 at 00:15:30 AM by wingfoot

Wingfoot flicked her bottle green eyes towards Black Angel's, she wasn't for sure their gazes locked, but her gentle message was clear. /I won't hurt your young one./ she smiled softly at the other she-wolf's dissapearing form, then turned her kindly expression back to the pup. She laughed softly, a pang of sorrow tugging at her heartstrings. Wingfoot loved pups. She had been a mother twice in her life. And she had loved all of her offspring dearly. Perhaps a little too dearly. Even now she found herself treating Mordecai like a wobbly legged pup, something he had always resented.. Her smothering was partly where he thought her maddness came from.

But he was right in some ways.. Wingfoot was not all there. Not in a threatening way. Just not all there.

"I'll tell you a secret, even at my age I have a lot of learning to do myself!" Wingfoot said with a grin and another soft laugh.

"Well, it is a pleasure, Danika." She said, her fluffy ebon tipped tail wagging happily "And I am Wingfoot."

The older wolfess shifted slightly, turning her shoulder against the chilled wind.

"You're welcome to stay a spell, child. Tell me your story if you like. Its been a very long time since I've been.. Home..." Wingfoot trailed off, a haziness suddenly clouding her brilliantly colored eyes.. She was drifting, temporarily lost to memories.

"Sirius..." she muttered softly beneath her breath, almost inaudibly. Her body remained positioned towards the pup, but her muzzle was tilted downward, peering as if mesmerized toward the dirt.

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