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 November 21, 2012 at 03:41:46 PM by Elenisia
 I find your presence… tiresome. Elenisia glared, affronted, at the male that she had ran into. He was a large tan colored brute, shadowing her by a great deal now that she had time to correctly size him up. He had a younger one with him, offspring perhaps, that was whispering in his ear. Elenisia was prepared for the male’s rebuttal, sent slightly askew when his previously angry gaze turned to one of vibrant confusion. What had the little one told him about her, and how did the little snip figure it out? She had the strangest desire to find out, and instead of turning tail and running like she knew she was supposed to, and should have wanted to, she relaxed back into a crouch. Relaxed probably isn’t the right word there, actually. More like… rigidly placed her rump on the ground while remaining ramrod straight. Yeah, that’s it. “What did the pup tell you?” She questioned, feeling dramatically left out of the conversation and not liking it one bit, trading her gaze between the two males. The two were an unlikely pair, she had to stop and muse. One was a bright looking little fellow, blue eyes staring at her curiously as she figured something out in the churning head of his. He looked young, but not as young as she originally thought. Just bloomed teenager, maybe? His companion, though, was obviously adult. Well into that stage, as it were. He was a multicolored mix of many shades of tan, interloping on his long, lean frame. His eyes were a shade of orangish red, it appeared, that stared at her with the still ghost of distrust and anger. What a lovely first impression of the wolves of Blossom Forest, she thought bitterly to herself. Elenisia ♥ || Elenisia || Adult || No Love|| No Home || No Heir || No Rank || || Germany || |
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