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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Posted on June 7, 2012 at 00:55:31 AM by Reyna
Emotions swarmed through her.What was wrong with Jase?This wasn't her buddy, her pal.So where was he?She flattened her ears against her skull and let out a low whine."Why are you acting like that?"She asked snappishly, backing away from the male. An instinctive growl flew through her mouth, Her eyes flashing. This was the side that she didn't want him to see, but he was bringing it upon himself. She was a delicate thing, he knew that, and was often lashing out at others, and often he was the one fixing the problems she caused by doing such a thing. So why was he egging her on?Why was he so sarcastic and harsh?Why was he so.. guarded?What had happened in the brief span of a year or two that made him...a stranger?What had happened to him, the apple of her eye, the angle that led her through the dark? The one who chased away the monsters when she was vulnerable? This wolf had seen her through the worst times; when her mother died in battle, when she was brutally attacked by rogues and left for dead, when her father died, and worst of all, when her little sister, her darling little Jade, was brutally killed. He had been with her when they found the body on the border. He had seen her break, like a frail twig. Where was that wolf who spoke those soothing words after each hit from the devil? She wondered this as she stared at him, her eyes flashing with first sorrow, then defiance, then anger."Oh."It was barely a mutter. She wouldn't let him break her. No. She was a assassin. Trained not to feel the pain. Not to feel the sorrow. Not to get attached. And just because there was a part of her, deep inside, where the small caring part of her lay, something stirred didn't mean she would let him in once more. Her dark eyes narrowed dangerously, like they used to when she was about to go into a massive rampage of anger, and she turned around, her lip twitching.
"Have fun." She hissed quietly across her shoulder, before she headed away from him. If he wanted something, anything from her, he'd have to do so much more then what he was. And she wouldn't give him anything. But, she realized, he knew everything about her. Everything. All of the nerves that, if struck properly, would send her into a mass wave of irritation. Damn him and damn the past.She hated past. And, while she wished she could, she just couldn't bring herself to hate him.She had spent most of her life with him and she wasn't ready to give him up just yet.Not yet, no. She felt pitiful, clinging to the memories she had of him, replaying each one inside her head as she drifted to sleep.She clenched her jaw as she moved, barely containing the harsh growls that were trying to force themselves from deep within her chest.She couldn't let him get the best of her. And for Tor's sake, she really needed to get over this crush for him. He probably had a mate somewhere within Blossom with a litter of Jase look-alike puppies scattered around the den him and his mate had chosen. But still, she wished dearly, that the special girl that he had chosen was her. She wished that there was a puppy, a white thing, that was curled near her paws while she watched the other puppies of the litter. She swallowed hard.
No,No Reyna don't think about that.You'll never take a mate, you promised yourself. And bitch you are NOT about to break that vow to yourself. You go that?She scolded herself harshly. I am not going to think about him, I'm not going to think about him, I AM NOT GOING TO THINK ABOUT HIM.She chanted inside her head. No, no, and once again NO. There was nothing. There had to be nothing when she thought that name. Who, What, When, Where?These things would have to remain unanswered inside her mind .She couldn't let him invade her thoughts any longer. No, He was simply a obstacle in her way. He would have to be moved around and then she could get on with her life. Not noticing the darkness falling around her, The wolfess continued her mindless walking. She was suddenly jerked to reality when she heard a stone clatter against stone. Noticing that she was on a ledge that looked over the mountain side, She released her tight grip on her jaw.She realized there was one thing, only one, that would make her feel better.She hadn't noticed but she had neglected one thing that wolves were really acknowledged for. Howling. Tilting her head back she began the weaving melody that was far too innocent for her. Honestly, she thought, anyone who knew her now would know that she did not act the way her howl sounded.
And so she howled. Her pain and suffering along with the bitterness and the love she still held inside her were brought into the world, for any who would listen.And so she sang. Her tune wove through the air like ribbons, silky and flowing gracefully. And should one listen, they would hear the story that she was speaking through her song. And they would know how she felt. They would know her. They would be inside the story, not just a reader or a listener.
ooc.Done! Love the emotional break down inside her head. I'm listening to My Immortal by Evanescene and I'm like,'HOLY SHIT THAT'S REYNA AND JASE'S SONG.'
You go listen to it. Now.Luvz you!
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- oh well, oh well, i can't live with myself, - By JASE June 20, 2012 at 02:47:36 AM
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