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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Midnight Raven {Sinister}
IP: 71.20.26.9




I was finally out of the annoyance of being

accompanied by my mother and uncle. Not to

mention the annoyance of my siblings made it feel

like my ears where going to fall off. The quiet of the

mountain was a nice change of pace. Crisp clean

air entering my lungs. Powdered ice clinging to my

ebony pelt.

Alone, left to wander about my business. Coldness

didn't bother me as much as the presence of males.

All they ever did was chase tail, trying to mount the

next thing they could get on. Brindle for example

was in the stage where everything was a target.

Didn't matter if it was young, old, male, female, as

long as his loins could enter. However, it was better

than impregnating and killing the bastard children. I

had my own displeasures with life, males are just on

that list. Then again females are no purer than they.

Hestia. Yes, she was worse then some girls I know.

she flaunted herself as she pleased. This skill did

come in use often though. These skills I was

naturally developing and I myself had used them.

Looking down at the blinding white blanket, is now

made the world seem pure. A pure ness that didn't

exist. If anything the world and the things that lived

on it are just as dirty as my pelt. Nothing would stay

clean and pure for long.


~Elexzra~Vixen~Saw Tooth~No Love~No Pups~Teen~Destinee



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