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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Running from "Nothing"
IP: 71.169.168.93

Shiver sprinted next to the black-ish blur; focused not on the apologies that were shot towards her, but on choosing a complicated, twisting path so the spirit couldn't follow her as easily. Judging by the White, green and brownish black smudges/lines surrounding her, she was in some forest or clump of trees. And more importantly IT was gone.

She finally turned towards the blurred black stain that was nearly dissappearing into the fuzzy stripes. "Why are you so sorry? ...If you are," the words shook slightly, but not as fearfully as before. After all the running, she had forgotten the black wolfs other question. Was it about her vision? Shiver knew the answer to that to well, but how coould people tell? How did they know to ask?

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