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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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ScArReD for LIFE
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Posted on September 25, 2013 at 09:00:01 AM by cannon

I slowly trudged up the slippery slope, my head sunken low as the snow flurried around me. My black fur was becoming white due to the heavily falling snow. My claws were scraping the ice under paw, witch froze my paws as they slowly turned blue. I sadly look at a cross clawed into the rock, witch was above my dear sisters body. She had died here... I shook my cranium as though to shake away the thought. My legs began to tremble while my eyes grew heavy even in the bitter cold. My leg finally began to spas out, and I couldn't take it any more... I clawed at the snow, creating a small hollow. I clambered in, my black back still in sight. Seconds after laying down I fell asleep, dreading the dreams to come.
~Iside His Dream~
My body was curled around the frail pup while my father rambled on about what a disgrace my sister and I was to his family. Even if I was a pup, I was rather protective of my younger sister. "Leave us alone Daddy!!" I screached, small puppy hackles raised in anger. "You shouldn't speaks to me like that PUP!" He spat, snapping his jaws over my ear. I yelped, but bit his paw. I was almost a teen... but not quite. I picked up my sister and ran. I ran here, and we lived here until one day when I was hunting... she died. Her small, lifeless body was covered in snow, her eyes closed. She looked peaceful...

My head snapped up, my eyes wide. I panted from my horrifying, almost real, nightmare. A small whine escaped my jaws, but I gritted my teeth and determinedly stood, beginning to trect forward.

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