<small>...I can hear you...</small>

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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...I can hear you...
IP: 92.11.69.184
Posted on February 12, 2012 at 08:45:23 PM by Everett

OOC: A dark grey colour spreads among his pelt, stopping at the brujo's haunches where it fades into a dusty ashed colour. Olive orbs take the image of his iris. His frame is muscular and broad baring many muscles of strength - the weakness however is running. The limbs of the brujo are long, yet have only muscle. Lacking the slenderness of the dextorous appendages.
OOC: Haha, me too. I'll try to put a lil' bit more effort into this post since your posts are awesome. :3
OOC: Love is in the air. x'D I usually don't make my characters do this, but it's like all cute and perfect. And lol. xD

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She was new here, I was too. I estimated from her frame that she also liked it; I did too. There was so many new places to explore and create a new journey. There were many life here, too, but in the mountains - it seemed quiet. Like, the only wolves around were myself and this dainty fatale. Like the mysterious fog blocks out all life apart from two wolves sharing companionship. Two wolves sharing a moment; us.

Why was she making me act like this! This fatale; it was like she was wearing a perfume that made me head-over-heels for her. I wasn't one for love, nor words. I was one for flirty, thus she makes me different. Someone I used to be. I mean, I know she couldn't talk - but she was listening. And in a way she was talking, I could understand her - okay so she could only answer direct questions mostly but I didn't seem to mind. I just wanted to stay by her side and connect even more. I mean, everything happens for a reason. Right? I wished I could straight out ask her to be my mate - but why? Why did I feel like this, I'd only just met her for Tor's sake!
Darn; I wanted to ask her, 'the question,' but at what cost? I could have a beautiful mate but on the other hand I could have a coud of guilt surronding me and a broken friendship. No, friends would do. But how I yearned to be her protecter - that sounded wrong. I was probaly just not used to all this companionship and so the first kind fatale I meet I'd fall head-over-paws. Yes - that was it. I was convinced.

My black figure seemed to shift closer. Stupid move, stupid move. "I don't usually act like this, I'm sorry. It's just, I can't help it." I apoligized, a small chuckle released from my maw, my ashed cranium turned to her lobes. In a whisper my jaws released, "you're just to damn pretty." Pulling away, I smiled softly. It was true; she was.

OOC: Darn, still a short post - I tried. xD

Replies:

~ you can hear me ~ - By Beautiful mourning February 15, 2012 at 07:07:48 PM
Yes, my dear. I can hear you... - By Everett February 17, 2012 at 07:25:26 PM

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