...THE MOON WILL RISE...

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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...THE ^MOON WILL RISE...
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Posted on May 19, 2012 at 02:55:03 AM by NEOMA

The girl�s appendages neatly tread across the rocky terrain, moving swiftly among the debris that shifted silently beneath her dingy pads. She was a silent predator; nothing heard her nothing saw her � she was invincible! The wolf continued on, travelling across fallen logs and scraps of dried meat that were no use to her. And although it tempted her greatly, she refused to eat something that could harm her or had been touched by another soul she has had no contact with. It was dirty and she knew that she was more than capable of catching her own meal, she was in the fittest of conditions and besides it would develop her muscles and skills in hunting � skills in hunting would be something she would need to become a pack wolf but for now she was a loner and a very vulnerable canine too. That�s why she would continue to be a loner and then when she was as fit as a fiddle, and more muscular though not to off balance her litheness, she would join a pack and work her way up the ranks, Beta perhaps. She knew she would not ever hold the rank of alpha in her paws but beta � now that was a more reachable mission.
This well fed and regal doe was Neoma, she had a slender frame with long lithe legs, perked out slightly with small muscles. She stood 30 inches in shoulder height and her coat was pure white apart from along the spine was black � but it wasn�t solid black. Her hind legs also held the ebony fur in a small patch. Neoma�s orbs were a lush emerald green surrounding by a thin layer of amber. Her looks were fit for a queen and she knew this � she knew she was beautiful - regal but she wasn�t self-centred. Her taste was super � she had only liked the best things but would deal with things that were un-satisfactory. And being a perfectionist doesn�t mean she isn�t like able.

Her frame came to a halt, as her slender swan like neck reached up and took in the scenery. It was a quiet day and the birds seemed to be sheltering from the harsh winds and miserable weather. The girl didn�t blame them, it wasn�t a pleasant morning. Her oceanic orbs scanned the area � the biggest part which you couldn�t miss was a mountain � hard to climb but a pleasure to succeed. Or there was one more route � back to where she started. Mountain it was; Neoma was never one to back down from a challenge and this was her kind of challenge; tough but fun, sure it would be nicer and more challenging with a moon out but you couldn�t have everything.
1 step, 2 steps, 3 steps� The girl focused on her steps with complete concentration � one incorrect paw could send her tumbling down to her death, even now when she had only started for the rocks were sharp and would send loathsome pain spiralling down her body. Her movements were slow, paws raising high to avoid tripping. Each step moved silently like a hunter nearing up on their prey, their food; their dinner. 1 step, 2 steps, 3 steps, 4 steps� 5 steps, 6 steps, 7 steps, 8 steps� 9 steps.

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Neoma�s body heaved itself up in the last few steps; and although she was tired � she was there. A sense of accomplishment filled her, pride smothering her body as she lay in a bundle of tired fur. Rays of sun planted themselves on the rocky domain. Some lay on her back, tingles of shivers dancing on the spine of the canine. She shifted her position so that she lay not on sunlight. The land was damp, but it wasn�t soaking wet � just fine for the female. Her neck raised, muzzle standing alert. Her lush pools of curiosity scanned the distant, the landscape was clear and no fog held back the dainty domain that deserved to be seen. It had taken her a few hours to climb the mountain but boy was it worth it.

Sitting, she examined, and waited for everything to happen� For anything. Neoma was truly alone, but never afraid. She is never afraid.

OOC: Sorry, really short post.

Word Count: 705

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Snow White ^{Poison Bite} - By Poison Bite May 20, 2012 at 08:58:58 PM

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