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 March 30, 2013 at 03:34:05 AM by Henadin
OOC- bahh sorry if this is crappy :( I'm having a rough time with family medical issues right now and my head isn't on straight
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^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ Henadin watched Channing sit up straight and focus upon him, and he readied himself for her answer. He was not worried in the slightest about what it may. Should it be ‘no’, then he would never breach the subject again, content to have only her and her heart for the rest of his life, and Terrel too if he would accept Henadin. Should it be ‘yes’, than he would be overjoyed with the knowledge that he would be able to create life with this fae. And of course, he would wait until she was ready. He would never push her, never pressure her… he had her. Everything else would just be the icing on top. Henadin my love, there are so many things that come with having a family. We would have to think about names and a birthing den and many other things in order to give them the best upbringing as physically possible. It will be a long and hard time from mating till they are born and I want to make sure there is nothing that will harm them. Channing paused them, and the brute nuzzled her, sure that her answer was going to be no. Their life was so full of confusion right now, especially surrounding Terrel… but then the fae continued on with her monologue. We will need to make sure that things are okay between us and Terrel before we do anything, but... And then Channing had smiled once more, and her voice raised. I would love to bear your young. I would love to be your mate. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. The answer is yes! She had wagged her plume and then sprung at Henadin, enclosing him with her forelegs in a hug. Henadin returned the embrace, licking her muzzle after she kissed him. The fae uttered words of love, and Henadin opened his maw to return them. “I love you too, Channing my lady.” He held her in the embrace as long as her could, almost feeling as if them were melding together. Without releasing her, he spoke again, his voice but a whisper in her ear. “I will wait until whenever you think you are ready, my love. We shall, of course, wait until after you talk to Terrel, as to not put more strain on your son. We shall be patient, and make sure that everything is in order before we try. I should never wish for an unhappy life for our pups, nor once streaked with pain or sorrow. I shall wait patiently until you think we are ready. My love, my heart, my lady.” His voice faded to nothingness, and the brute nuzzled her once more with a smile upon his kissers before licking her once more and retreating so that his brown orbs could gaze into Channing’s. “You are my everything.” ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ |
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- How lonely is the night without the howl of the wolf? - By Channing. April 3, 2013 at 08:16:26 PM
Can You Hear the Silence - By Henadin April 5, 2013 at 03:17:57 AM
How lonely is the night without the howl of the wolf? - By Channing. April 7, 2013 at 08:28:34 PM
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