Misty Mountain is opposite of Rainbow Cliff. Mists hover year-round at this high altitude, mistaken by some to be thin clouds. Thin layers of snow cover the mountain, making some areas slippery and hazardous.

Some think it romantic, a place to bring their mates, while others come to play and romp. However, all must agree that there is some level of mystery and spookiness hovering about with the mists...

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Abendrot kidnapping plot
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Posted on February 12, 2012 at 00:18:34 AM by Taylor

warning must read in english accent ;)


My name? My name is Taylor, just in case you were wondering. You might be wondering why I might sound so sad, yes I am a pup and in all cases pups are carefree and like to frolic around with their head up in the clouds.. all cases but mine. I know the world does not revolve around me but when it was just me and my parents it always seemed thats how it was. Like it was just only us in the world. My parents were stupid and careless, I didn't think that about them a couple weeks ago, but now that I sit taking the time to think about it.. thats just how I feel. Im not sure exactly what happened but I woke up one morning and went outside by the spring you see it was a morning ritual of ours that we always had done, and I didn't make it five feet outside before I saw them laying there on the cold hard ground lifeless. What was the case? Their jugulars were ripped out.

How could they have been so stupid? They left me in this harsh world all alone and it really scares me. What I might face terrifies me, and just knowing the fact that I had to live here all alone was the worst nightmare I have ever had. I could have been adopted and I still can its just that I have come to the truth. Parents always leave you when you need them the most. So I have decided against going to this stupid meadow where parents are supposed to adopt you. On my journey here I have figured out that its best to walk under the treeline, in the shadows where nobody will notice you. Me personally I walk with my head down, and if a wolf somehow manages to notice me and tries to speak to me I curse at them. You see I blame everyone for my loss. Or sometimes I look up at them , nodd and continue walking. If you look into my eyes .. deep deep into them, you will notice something. Some says it reminds them of depression, others say it reminds them of sarrow. And the list goes on and on and on all of them says it reminds them of sad things, but if your parents left you wouldn't your eyes reflect something simular? Out of all the wolves who have stopped me which is only a list of about five to ten, only one I had the nerve to talk to without all of the cursing. Big deal right? Also the only reson I talked to him was to see which way was to this place called blossom.

I have realized that its best to keep walking, and say nothing at all. If tried showing my emotions to wolves there would be no way they could possibly understand the form of depression that is growning inside of me. I could never forget there faces.. the blood.. the hunk of meat that was missing from their throats. In my state of depression that I am in, wolfs can easily influence me. What I truely mean by that is I won't do something that I don't want to, but if I hang out with a group of nice wolfs then Im going to end up being nice; If I hang out with cruel wolfs then they could make me cruel. I hope you understand what I'm trying to get at here. I sit down because my paws are terribly sore, I haven't slept in a couple of days and I really think its starting to get to me. The cause of me not wanting to sleep if because if you knew you were going to have nightmares everytime you closed your eyes to take even the littlest snooze would you still close them? I see there lifeless faces even when I blink so imagine how I feel. My paws are beginning to crack from all the walking so I decide to take a little rest. Im at a place called Misty Mountian. Here its cold, but at least since I am under the treeline Im not sitting in snow. I lean my head up against the stree that I am sitting next to. I have to concentrate hard not to go to sleep. *Blink* *Blink* *Blink* And then I am drifting of into sleep.. everything is so dark in my nightmare. (If your standing over me during this nightmare warning, I will be kicking my feet in my sleep and whimpering)

The nightmare begins
I look around seeing nothing at all. I quint now I can barely make out three figures. It seems that they are fighting. Im not sure why though, but its obvious that one out of the three are winning. I realize after a few minutes that it is my mother and father fighting with some stranger who I don't know. I start screaming and running torwards them. But no matter how much I kick my feet trying to get closer I can't. The two figures that I know are my mother and father drop helplessly to the ground. I stop moving , my maw is hanging wide open. The dark black wolf is instantly in front of me , blood is dripping from his face. His breathe is hot against my face. All I know is.. I am truely in for it.

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