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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Become one with Russia, da?
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Well, Rae, Ivan Braginski or Russia as I said earlier.

He then slipped into a small, proud smile. His homeland had taught him cold, and this wasn't it. Chilly perhaps, but not cold. The snow thickened and the wind suddenly picked up, as if trying to appeasing his madness. He'd decided he would just act like he didn't remember any of what had happened when he'd fallen prey to his evil past. Just another loophole to catch her in. He kept his words smooth, regaining the flirtatious edge to his voice as he approached her.

This is cold to you, da? Well, clearly you know nothing of my homeland...

He began to slowly circle behind her, examining every inch of her figure. He also came tauntingly close to rubbing his side against hers, lightly skimming her fur with the very tips of his own as he completed his circle. He then turned and whispered directly into her ear, voice low and thickly accented.

So cold is my land that the snow is rarely white.

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