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 December 5, 2012 at 01:03:50 AM by Luce
 THEY SAY
Luce took in his alpha, following the line of her spin, taking in the curve of her hip. he couldn¡¯t deny, the black and tan fatale before him was alluring in appearances. he was loyal, wasn¡¯t he? he couldn¡¯t be. if he was, he wouldn¡¯t be wishing for the powerful fatale before him; she was claimed as Moonshadow¡¯s, but without even asking, he could quite easily smell that her heat had not come; there was no scent of milk upon her, there was no sign of pregnancy. then of course, he almost snorted at the thought, perhaps Moonshadow had not claimed her as his. he was not alpha. this sent his lip curling upwards and his tongue ran along his pearly daggers in utter delight. it did not matter if the other male simply said that Lanaya was his. he had no right until he claimed her fully. his eyes glittered in wicked delight and he slunk towards her, his whole body emitting utter sexiness. When her words dictate his attention, he replies in his own deep baritone, though his words are tinted with seductiveness.¡±oh, my queen, there is not a time, nor a date set. but i cannot help but worry. should i die in this battle, i can only hope you¡¯ve seen my¡¦loyalty.¡± he slinks closer now, his black cloak melting along and into Lanaya¡¯s lighter coat of toffee and charcoal. he smiles the smile of a seducer, a hunter circling his prey. his pale eyes meet hers and he lifts his maw to grasp her ear with a gentle and firm set of teeth and gives it a firm tug. his playful attack holds no malice and his eyes glitter with playfulness. his eyes challenge her to retort and he slips into a slight playbow, his banner waving like a flag behind her. he grins silently at her; his ears and eyes wait for her retort of his play, and all thoughts of the challenge flee his mind as he watches the seductress before him. this is how i speak. L U C E ¢¾ || demon || adult || || Momo || |
lyrics (c) City - Hollywood Undead
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- its not me, its not my family - By Lanaya! December 5, 2012 at 02:18:49 AM
Line the streets with corpses - By Luce December 5, 2012 at 03:11:08 AM
its not me, its not my family - By Lanaya! December 5, 2012 at 11:44:02 PM
line the streets with corpses - By luce December 6, 2012 at 01:21:45 AM
its not me, its not my family - By Lanaya! December 6, 2012 at 02:40:30 AM
Line the streets with corpses - By Luce December 6, 2012 at 03:03:42 AM
its not me, its not my family - By Lanaya! December 6, 2012 at 08:56:41 AM
line the streets with corpses - By luce December 7, 2012 at 01:25:06 AM
its not me, its not my family - By Lanaya! December 8, 2012 at 00:56:56 AM
line the streets with corpses - By luce December 8, 2012 at 01:24:38 AM
its not me, its not my family - By Lanaya! December 8, 2012 at 01:54:49 AM
line the streets with corpses - By luce December 8, 2012 at 02:23:53 AM
its not me, its not my family - By Lanaya! December 8, 2012 at 03:00:26 AM
line the street corpses - By luce December 8, 2012 at 03:18:14 AM
its not me, its not my family - By Lanaya! December 8, 2012 at 03:51:11 AM
line the streets with corpses - By luce December 8, 2012 at 04:06:35 AM
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