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 14, 2015 at 05:43:44 AM by Nymeria
What do we say to the god of death? Not today.  |
_________________________________________________________________________ Pain enveloped the femme, pain she had never experienced before. Who knew that drowning would be this painful? Her head pulsed in waves of pain as she quickly lost oxygen, so in a desperate attempt to breathe she sucked in lungfulls of water, coughing hysterically whenever her head rose above the water, even if it was only for a second or two. Her paws kicked out, desperately trying to get away from the brute that still held her by the scruff, his daggers digging painfully into her skin. After each second her attempts to escape grew weaker and weaker, her paws kicking out less and less as her strength ebbed away with her oxygen quickly depleting. Her vision swam, black dots begin to appear and grow larger, until all went black, and she felt no more. Nymeria came in and out of consciousness as the white titan carried and dragged her through the forest. She did not remember him carrying her out of the water and putting her onto his back. In fact she didn’t even remember who this brute that had her was. But if he was carrying her then surely he must be a friend and going to take her to get help. Her head and chest ached for some reason. Her lungs heaved painfully with each breathe, and her vision was blurry and made her feel dizzy. When she first woke up she tried lifting her head to look around, but it was too hard, and she quickly fell back into the darkness. When the femme awoke again the air around her was different, colder and harder to take in each breath. She was still confused about why it was so hard for her to breathe, what had happened to her? When she finally felt strong enough to, she lifted her head up, her form now lying on the ground instead of draped over the beast’s back as it was before. Her yellow orbs frantically looked around, trying to determine where she was. It appeared to be some sort of cave of sorts, and she did not recognize it by scent or sight at all. And then her orbs found him, the large white, frightening looking titan. She had no idea who he was and she immediately was on guard, but she knew she was weak and could not fight. Panic tried to seep its way into her, but she did her best to calm herself down. ”Fear cuts deeper than swords.” She repeated the comforting words to herself, making herself stop to examine the situation. ”Calm as still water.” Nymeria forced herself to relax, to not assume that this brute was going to hurt her, that she could not judge him based on the gaping scar that covered half of his facial features. She still did not remember what had happened in the water and that it was him that had done this to her in the first place. Finally she found the strength to get to her paws, her stilts trembling slightly at first when she put her weight on them. ”What do you want with me? Where are we? Who are you?” She glared at him, as if she stood any chance of a fight against him. OOC: Sorry this is shorter than my other posts…but guess Ny still has a tiny bit of fight left in her, let Ker do his worst ;) ________________________________________________________________________ |
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