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.

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The grey figure moved along the mountainside quickly yet still taking precautious steps, he was determined to get to his love's den by sundown at the very latest. Dorian hadn't known why but he had felt an uncontrolable urge to be with his dear Flo and, as a result, had come here. Nobody knew where he was but Drew and possibly the black and white wolfess should she tap into his thoughts via the mental bond they shared.

It was comforting for Dorian to have Flo with him wherever he went but he needed her to actually be there rather than just being a voice inside his head. It had been months since he last saw her and now his heart bled; he needed his Flo more than anything.

He wondered if she had told Lemore about his cannibalism, if he would be met with a cold, hateful gaze from the bird. He hoped not, he could get on with Lemore, he knew she didn't hate him completely but it was better she heard about that from his own maw... He also wondered if Lemore knew about their mental bond, the day he told Flo he loved her, everything. But right now none of that was on his mind, he was focused completely on getting to the cave that his split-coloured wolfess lived in.

The wind brought Flo's scent to Dorian's ebony nose and a smile crossed his maw, tired navy blue eyes light up with joy, "Not much further..." he told himself quietly, his charming voice soft.

The tall charrcoal grey wolf stopped as he saw what looked like a cave's entrance on the mountainside before him. He teleported and was at the entrance in an instant, greeted immediatly by a familiar scent. A warm smile creased his muzzle as he sheepishly took a step inside "Hello? Flo? Lemore? Anybody home?" he asked, his youthful English accent ringing out clearly, he knew they would recognise it.

The brute waited to be greeted, tail waving happily; it would be nice to see Flo again and Lemore, too, though he hated to admit it he did rather like the eagle, she was an interesting character .

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