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 January 5, 2016 at 11:11:18 PM by LUCAYA
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All The Living Will Fill These Coffins A challenge. The first ever since the raven family came to reign this land once more. Lucaya and Luces reigns ending was a mystery to all of them seeing as Father never spoke much of them. As far as the raven Queen could see there was no threat. The foe was just a bitch from the outlands who got sad because her throne was ripped out from her weak paws. She would be taught respect. Entering in here as if she had already won, proclaiming that the Queen had to prove she was worthy. It was not going to end well. The Queen was rather bloodthirsty. She was her mothers daughter. Then again : She didn't see herself having a family at all anymore besides her loyal friend Pierce and his mate. He was like an older brother to her. He had watched her grow up. She didn't kill the ones she loved. That was the thing. She didn't love. She couldn't feel happiness. She felt cold, anger, and frustration. She didn't have a heart - but she had a brain. Something about this boy intrigued the Queen. Her mismatched gems - one of emerald and one of saphire stared at him, her raven bodice relaxing under his own rubies. "Perhaps, I should take a lesson from the ones who don't speak. Hm?" The raveness gave a grin appeared after his vocals finished vibrating her chest. "Perhaps." She hadn't met someone quite like this. Her suspicion was lowering but her wonder was rising. Moving closer to the man, her eyes seemed to glow in the light that reflected off the frozen crystals around them, lighting some of her face enough to show the still tender wounds on her maw. If he looked closer, he'd find the dried blood was not just the deers but her own along with her wounded shoulder. She too has shared a recent battle. One that she refused to lose. Her home would not be taken. Once more he spoke. "You seem curious enough, maybe I will just tell you. But, I will only show you mine, if you show me yours first." He seemed a little more settled even though his devilish grin was still in place with gems eyes searching her body. She smiled a little more, her teeth baring the blood of the deer only slightly. My, did he love to look. "Well if you must. My names Lucaya." She spoke, rising her banner up above her spine. It was something that was triggered by telling an unfirmilar her name, displaying rank and dominance. "I, and I alone rule Spring Grounds."   And At The End Of The World I'll Remember To Bring You Flowers ||Lucaya|| |
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