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 March 6, 2014 at 01:40:00 AM by Myra
Mocking words lit the air, and slid off the girls tongue like fire. His fur spiked up and almost combed out the ladies fur. Not that she was much of a lady, in any way except for the parts that made up her body. His words would have chilled any other she-wolf to the core but it only pushed her farther, “Not if you welcome death, dear.” Was the lad starting to play her game? “Well dear, I’m not one to reject it.” A serpentine smile crept across Myra’s features, and her eyes turned into slits. Another snicker escaped her mouth on instinct only adding to her unnatural stature. Something about the males body gave a hint of annoyance. Her tricks were wearing the poor boy down and Myra enjoyed every minute of it. The torture she inflicted on the lonesome brute was quiet the entertainment in her eyes. He large form stood up and moved with a moment to think; his paws carried him in a circle around the Myra. Myra giggle and sat down in a relaxed position as she watched the male circle around her. Her tail lightly wrapped around her paws and his eyes were pure hatred. Golden lanterns on fire and her icy opposites cool like water as she stared into his portals. After pacing for a good bit the male finally took to sitting once again. Myra took pleasure in mocking his impatient stature and he took nothing more than a huff of air and more silence. If he had something to say he wasn’t mentioning any of it to her, though she was sure it concerned her. Whatever tactic he might have tried to push her away became apparent that it wasn’t going to work and with another huff of breath his name finally reached her audits. ”Aryan.” A smile stretched across her features once more as she looked over to the male, “Now that wasn’t so hard, now was it.” An endearing smile caressed her features as she looked “deeply” into Aryan’s eyes. Now it was her turn to pace around the male and she did so with grace and elegance that came with the time and effort she had so placed in herself. “Since you so gracefully gave your title, I’ll give you mine.” her tone dripping with mockery. Her bodice stopped in front on the male and dipped down her rump high in the air and her tail curled over with a sign of power. Looking up from her position Myra whispered her name to the cold creature in front of her, “Myra.” Her bodice rose back to its former height and she took a seat facing the male. Patiently waiting. “Stay for awhile baby”, she croons. |
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- Paradise on Earth - By Aryan March 6, 2014 at 03:10:56 AM
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