Ice Mountain

The Ice Mountain is much smaller than Wolf Mountain, yet climbing up it is far more difficult and shouldn't be attempted in winter. Some creatures collect the shiny stones at the peak of this mountain for necklaces.

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The fem happy excepted his nuzzles as he chided her for her own cheaty means to get around her disadvantage of sticking out like a sore thumb. She was enjoying the attention and play, but as he spoke she half wondered if he knew what he had just said. Her laughing and giggling and over all movement had just stopped dead and her gaze narrowed as she stared at him, dumbfounded. "Well-I, umm" She stuttered flabbergasted by his blatant insult, but it was true. Most her age would be on their death beds or at least not being even a quarter active as she was now. His smug mocking smirk was met with a loud snort from the white and red fem as he continued to tease her about how hold she was and how she looked.

Flaming Rose was about to retort when he made another one of his snarky comments and bounded away from her, certainly expecting a retaliation of some sort. Really right now all she wanted was to give him a good nip on the tail end, but to be honest it was the truth and she really couldn't get all huffy about him telling the truth about how dang old she was. Well she did bring it upon herself. She sat up quickly rolling to her paws to face him, a look could murder Flaming Rose had one that probably would have killed her mate three times over. Just ignore him Flaming Rose. She thought with a sigh, He wants you to get all fired up, don’t do it. She bit her lip wanting nothing more than to send a horde of snow balls barraging in his direction. She was still standing straight lucky she had such wonderful patience with this sort of thing. How could she not having so many children plus one big goofy mate.

But his last statement, well, that pushed the light pelted fem over the line. Her body shook and so didn’t the snow around them. Snow rose up all around her paws her so that she stood on a snowy pillar, and the crystals that rose all neatly balled up before causing a savage storm to go pelting their way towards the black brute. “Probably all you could get you, old rotten codger you!” She was going to bury him and put him under and then dig him up and bury him again! She never did have the most witty of comebacks, but she certainly could come back with a strong magical fit that could probably put a dragon under if she wanted.


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