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.

:/Winter Angel\:
IP: 24.8.210.7

Zafirah stretched and looked around again. She tilted her head when she saw the fey walking towards her. Perhaps she was just some stranger wanting to make new friends. She could understand that. She, herself always wanted to make new friends. Her maw broke into a grin when the femme came up to her. She listened as she spoke. She knew her father? Maybe she was a friend he had sent to retrieve her. Yes, that was it. Surly Nightlit had just told her who to look for and what to say. What other option was reasonable? This female didn't look very much like someone Zafirah's father would be with. He was very crazy and scary nowadays. It was like torture to see her father like that. She hated it. And even worse was seeing her brother like that. There was a scar running from her ear to her paw from Daren. It had numbed within a few days and now it didn't hurt at all. It was fine now. She actually looked... hot. She had fur growing so long, it almost covered the scar.

Zafirah looked at the fey and smiled. "Hello. I don't know how you know my name but I'm Nightlit's daughter. I assume you know him? Considering the fact that you speak of him and know where he lives." She shook out her fur and sneezed. "You know, my dad used to always speak of my mother. He never told us her name though. He always said he would find her someway. from what he describes, you look a bit like her. Not really though. But I guess he had been with her from a while ago. You don't happen to know more about her, do you? Maybe he told you about her?" She was on a quest to find her mother. Maybe Ciara knew of her. Maybe she could tell Zafirah where she was or what she was doing. She didn't care that her father wanted her back at the pack. He knew she always came back eventually. She couldn't stand to be away from her father too long. It made her feel safe. She was also on a quest to find a mate who would love her and make her feel safe. Looking at the fey now, she stretched. "I'm sorry, what's your name? I'd like to know who I'm talking to. And if you know my father, I'd like for you to come with me to my dad's. I don't like to travel alone." She smiled sheepishly and shied away a bit.

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