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 April 5, 2013 at 03:17:57 AM by Henadin
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^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ The brute’s heart swelled as the fae rubbed against him in response to his words. She was so loving and affectionate, it made Henadin feel like he was invincible. And it was as if she and he fit together. And you are mine. The fae moved her cranium from underneath his chin, but remained pressed against him. As his muddy gaze focused upon the fae before him, the brute couldn’t help but wear a large grin upon his kissers. His heart belonged to this fae, wholly and truly. They remained as such for many moments, the silence between them comfortable and peaceful. The brute imagined that his fae was thinking about Terrel and how to address him. Henadin chuckled as Channing brought up the subject of her meeting his sister. I think that once I have sorted business out with my son, you should introduce me to your sister. I think it’s about time I met my future sister-in-law. Her giggle that followed sounded to Henadin like he imagined angels to sound. Introducing Channing to Kahlan? That meeting was one that would surely go more smoothly than the meeting with Terrel had gone. After all, it had been Kahlan who had pressured him into traversing to Romance River in the first place. Although her plan had most likely been for him to simply socialize, it was ultimately due to her nagging that he had found Channing at all. No doubt that they would have met each other eventually, belonging to the same pack and all, but who was to say that meeting her under different circumstances would have allowed them to bond in the way that they did. After all, Romance River had lent them solidarity and, of course, had set the mood. It was calm, peaceful, the nature lending its natural beauty… hence why the river had been given the name Romance River. “You shall meet Kahlan as soon as you wish, my lady. She will love you. I must warn you… she is much different than I am – very high energy. And she will talk your ears off if you are not careful.” Speaking her name, the brute’s kissers turned down slightly. His sister was probably worried about him. There was a good chance that she had returned from her mission to the Bright Moon pack and had returned only to find him absent. They had not been apart from each other’s side at all for two years, and now they had not seen each other in who knows how long. Henadin rubbed his muzzle against Channing’s own, her touch reassuring him. In truth, he was worried about Kahlan – had she returned safely to the pack? He had looked out for her for two years, and yet they had separated for the missions. Was she safe? The brute’s worrying spot returned, and he knew he had to find out about his sister’s safety. “My love, I fear that my sister may worry about my absence if she has returned from her mission. Now, perhaps, will be a good time for us to separate. I shall meet you in the meeting area with Kahlan once you and Terrel have talked so that you may meet her. But if at any point you need me whilst conversing with your son, call for me and I will come.” The brute embraced the fae again, missing her presence already. ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ |
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- 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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