. : Once Upon A <sup> T I M E </sup> : . [Losa]

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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. : Once Upon A ^{T I M E} : . [Losa]
IP: 50.76.179.253
Posted on April 8, 2013 at 04:46:39 AM by Hurricane of Mexico

A shadow stands, firm, and determined the large physique breaking the rain which pours at the base of the towering crag. A large black knight stands soaked and brave, his muzzle tilted upward toward the sky, icy droplets pelting his face, searing into his eyes, causing them to blink rapidly. The warrior ought to be eagerly racing up the cliff where Losa would be waiting �for him, however after months away from the ess, he was afraid.

Yes, Hurricane of Mexico, the strong, the brave, the fearless, felt a tingling through his body. A small bead of fear growing and posioning his bloodstream. Causing him to stand at the bottom of this rugged cliff, unsure of what he will find at the top. Would losa be waiting for him? She had promised the hessian she would, however Hurricane had been away for an extensive period of time, who was to say the girl hadn't found someone more reliable?

The large knight closed his lightning colored optics, bowing his head as he recalls Losa's coffee shaded pelt, her long body, legs walking as if on water. Her regal bi-toned gaze searing into his mind, her soft voice, ringing through his auditories. Hurricane pauses to remember, Cold Summers, Crushed Rose, and her foolish mate, Bamboo. The male recalls the pack hunt, the occasion were Hurricane first was forced to take note of the chocolate dyed faerie whom righteously put the black demon into his place.�

Mentally the mighty, the strong Hurricane of Mexico allows himself a moment of weakness as he recalls his different encounters with the slender princess whom captured his dark black soul. Finally the warrior lifts his ebon hued skull and looks upward toward the rocky cliffs and starts upward, his paws scrabbling for traction as the dark knight hauls his frame upwards along this treacherous cliff searching for his other half.

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got a ^{s e c r e t} - By l o s a April 16, 2013 at 02:36:42 AM
. : In A Faraway _{L A N D} : . - By Hurricane of Mexico April 19, 2013 at 01:25:49 PM
got a ^{s e c r e t} - By l o s a April 25, 2013 at 07:15:28 PM

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