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 February 16, 2014 at 10:55:13 PM by Myra
Snow paws danced over the chilling winter coat that lay over Blossom Forest, and crystal blue eyes searched o’er land for any moving object that she might trap in claws. A hunger rested in her loins but it was not to be fulfilled by some wimpy boy, it would take a brute to fulfill her desires. Would that man come along her path today or would it another hit and run like her most recent? The seductresses eyes rolled back with annoyance as a white pile slipped from the trees grasp and piled over her bodice. Shaking out the white water, she continued on her way up the mountain. It was a romantic place so she was bound to find some lovesick boy to please her for a small bit. Her claws scraped along the rocky mountain side with her muscles straining in effort to carry her body up the steep side. Once her eyes lay on the brute she stalked him, he paid no mind to her as she stayed her fair distance as to not look suspicious. He was alone and that made her job much easier but he stature told her wouldn’t be an easy brujo to get down but she liked a challenge, it made things more interesting. His figure slumped into the snow and the girl watched in bored interest as the snow started to cover his body. The only sign of his existence was the clouds of warm breath rising from the ground. Myra took her sweet time walking over to the gentleman but she didn’t stop. Her crooning words fell from her lips as she stepped over his body and took position of him. “My my, what have I found here?” Her crystal oceans stared down into his eyes waiting for an answer. Myra lowers her bodice over the brute her nose touching his, her hindquarters still hang in the air and her tail sways back and forth in a lazy pleasurable way. She waits for any defense from the brute, would he take her initiatives and play her little game of would this be a little more forceful than usual? The ess smiles, this ought to be fun! A small smile is displayed on her features and she giggles quietly. “Stay for awhile baby”, she croons. |
Replies:
- Paradise on Earth - By Aryan February 16, 2014 at 11:13:20 PM
Love me, to Death - By Myra February 17, 2014 at 04:25:56 PM
Paradise on Earth - By Aryan February 17, 2014 at 05:29:13 PM
Love me, to Death - By Myra February 28, 2014 at 04:44:34 AM
Paradise on Earth - By Aryan February 28, 2014 at 10:42:04 PM
Love me, to Death - By Myra March 6, 2014 at 01:40:00 AM
Paradise on Earth - By Aryan March 6, 2014 at 03:10:56 AM
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