Romance is in the air...this is probably the most beautiful and scenic place in Blossom Forest. For the athletic and determined to come with their mates, for time away from pups. Only adults may come here; some of the ledges are too far apart for teens or pups to cross and some too high to scale.
O N C E Upon A T I M E IP: 50.76.179.253 Posted on February 18, 2013 at 04:01:20 AM by Stormy Horizion (Hor-i-z-ion)
Snow dusted her stormy pelt. It grazed the hairs on her pelt, nestling into them, finding a place to call home. The warmth of her body quickly melted these delicate wonders. Turning them into beads of water which weighed down her pelt. Causing the fine hairs to bend under the weight. The girl had nestled herself into the snow. Hoping perhaps to stay sleeping in this barren icy land forever. Alas fate was cruel, and it did not permit such a wretched end. The girl had retreated. Fleeing from everything she had known. After Ruik abandoned her once and for all the girl had left her home. Left her pack. Bestowing NEMO with the title of Alpha and doing the one thing she knew how. She ran.
Stormy had set out seeking fame, power. And she had attained it. However such fickle things had not given her the happiness she searched for. Ruik had brought warmth into the icy dungeon she called a heart. Creating a peace that power could not. He had created stability where fame had failed her, and he set her up for the greatest success of her life. Love. However love was as fickle a creature as all the rest and it had left her. Crumbling her fragile world and sending the girl spiraling down to the pit which she rose from. She hid amongst this mountain for many months. Nurturing a fractured soul.
Cruel months past as Stormy fought for survival. She fought for the desire to eat, the desire to drink. However her lackluster attitude toward life itself did not increase these desires, in fact, it lessened them. Finally however, Stormy claimed her soul, grasping it firmly and pulling it away from the grim reaper. Stormy fought for her very life. Living, hunting upon that desolate mountain. And, finally, the time had come for her return. The sylph heaved her body upward onto four slender poles beginning a slow decent down he snowy cliff.
Her paws pick their way down the rocky mountain carefully as the girl leaves her snowy abode, moving toward civilization. The ess began her return by attempting to familiarize herself with the land. Skirting packlands of her old life, there remained the stale scent of a wannabe alpha ruling the land, its members dormant. With a longing gaze the girl altered her path, moving toward the falls, where several wolves roved about. The ess paused to take a drink, rolling her matted coat in the water, and then shaking it out vigorously. Before moving on once more.
This time the ess moves toward the cliffs opposite of where she has resided for so long, Rainbow Cliffs. Her paws grab determinedly at the rocks as she makes the difficult ascent up the so called slope. Finally, exhausted, the ess stops halfway up, and just sits, watching the cloud activity.
Ooc: I got a lil lazy toward the end... Sorry. Imma pick up and do better as we go on. Still refining old skills Replies: