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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Talking Through The Silence
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Magice tilted her head to the side, her big blue eyes full of amusement. She was glad this brute could take a joke. She had to think before talking around the pups. They were smart and adorable, but they didn't quite understand a joke. They tended to take them too literally.
"I suppose it is." She said, sighing slightly. It wasn't until that moment that she realized just how lonely she was without any friends.
Magice snorted with laughter.
"Shuko sounds just fine to me. Short, simple, and pronounceable." She said.
She noticed Shuko seemed sort of restless. His thumping tail provided the only background sound as they sat in silence.
"I have my stepmom, my four half siblings, and my dad here." She answered, her gaze a little sad toward the end.
Her father had been named well. Hero had saved his family's lives at the cost of being able to walk without a limp.
"I came here as a pup with no idea where my father was. My mom was killed by hunters and Frost Love, my dad's second mate, found me and we found him together. Happy ending and all that." She said, wishing her happy ending had lasted.
"What about you?" She asked, meeting his gaze.
She thought about his words.
"Seems like too friendless wolves would make good friends themselves." She observed with a spark of humor.

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