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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Im nothing but a broken angel.
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Posted on May 4, 2012 at 06:21:47 PM by Yoki.

So this is where fate had led her. It had taken her away from danger and fear and led her to danger and fear. Fate had gone and taken her to a place full of... “Wolves!”

Yoki hated other wolves, especially males. But if you knew her history could you blame her? Her weary pistons trudged forward on the exhausting journey and screamed out in pain as she climbed higher to reach her destination. It was misty and it was a mountain and the temptress hoped that no other animal would be stupid enough to climb the death defying heights to reach it. At least she would be safe, or so she thought.

-----All in all the female was quite dull. Her short black coat was patched with grey; from where she had been attacked or gripped to hard and they had pulled chunks of fur out. Although the ess supposed she couldn’t grumble. At least it was growing back. Then those eyes. Supposedly it was the eyes that where the door to the soul, but Yoki’s orbs were a dull amber, not very attractive when looking for a mate with gorgeous eyes that you could sit and peer into all day. Two dull amber orbs that had seen years or heartache and trauma.-----

The dull coloured ess had been travelling for so long; running everytime she came within scenting distance of another wolf. She couldn’t help but become skittish and anxious around other wolves and prancing around like a frightened pup was going to attract a lot of unwanted attention, so running was the easier option. It was a long and treacherous journey but one that couldn’t be helped- well she wasn’t going to stay there any longer. Quietly the femme stared at her surroundings, her auds flickering, trying to make out if any other animal or wolf were present, but nothing came to her attention. Timidly she approached a small den on one of the ledges and quickly made herself at home in the darkness. Darkness was her only friend. The darkness hid the monstrosity that was her battered and bruised body and could shield her from any devil wanting to use her for pleasure. No longer was she going to accept that because her Father told her she was to pleasure a male she had to do it, No! This was a fresh start, a new beginning and the demons of her past would stay in the past. But she couldn’t get past her fear.

Exhausted and emotional the plain and very boring looking female laid on the cold floor, wrapping her tail around her to try and warm herself. She knew that this new start wasn’t going to be easy. Yoki couldn’t get past the fact that she thought she was a burden to the world and there had been times where she tried to kill herself, but there was something inside her that made her stop. For years the lass had tried to figure out what tiny instinct made her stop, but she couldn’t think of any reason. It was obviously not her time to go. Before long her tiredness overwhelmed her and her heavy orbs began to close. The female hoped that she would be safe in her tiny den and that no male would find her and have his way with her, but since when had her life ever gone the way she wanted?

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