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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Kyron




You know, it's hard to live a new life with a burnened past, one that has made your mind go crazy. When you can never think quite clearly, and when you go around shouting the most nonsense things, like where yourself is. Of course it's inside of you, but sometimes, in my situation, it is hard to explain such.

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A headache stung the lad, sight blurry as he walked thanks to being somewhat blind. Light lime eyes looked up to the skies as he sniffed for family again, but there was none, or at least he thought. But there was the hated ones nearby; they just happened to be lucky and be downwind of them. "It's good once again, but still, we have to keep an eye out. Do you want to go to the top of the mountain, or..?" He turned his cranium back to his sister and pups, a small smirk on his face. He had no plan of the sorts, but Kyron wanted to rest again, especially with this headache.

He just really wanted to stay in one spot, and live where his children, though inborn, could be safe and sound. But there was no way to redo life, but if he really wanted his kids to mainly have a good childhood, he had to get the pressure off his shoulders and start anew.

His charcoal pelt blew in the wind, white stockings blending in with the fresh snow on the ground. It also landed on his back, giving him ivory spots, but it was a defect for sight. Snow constantly falling in your eyes view. An exhale caused a puff of 'smoke' to come out of his mouth, and looked forward, shoulders relaxed. This was his day, he just felt it.



May my thoughts and actions be shown as this,

"And my words shown like this."

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~:~Kyron~:~Male~:~Tied to-Azula~:~Siblings-Ryu & Azula~:~Heirs-Corde & Felan~:~Pack~:~
~:~Rosie <3~:~




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