At one point in time, Misty Mountain stood opposite of Rainbow Cliff, and these rose to the sky as the only peaks in Blossom Forest. Since the magical change of the land, an entire chain of peaks rose from the bowels of the earth to become the Culter Unlaeddod - the Teeth of the Gods. Misty Mountain is still of the peaks, but many others exist as well. They run from north to south, from east to west. Atop some of the peaks, snow covers them year round, making the paths slippery and hazardous. Others are lower in altitude and are extremely humid, covered in thick, dense forests with mists swirling between each of the trunks. Others still are bare - naked boulders rising and falling haphazardly.

These chains of peaks do connect many of the packs, and they hold many things to explore - forbidden forests, deep and mysterious caves, beautiful scenic cliffs. However, one must have care - if you fall, it is a long, long, long way down...

Due to the varying terrains, many prey options are available. For those scared of injury, you may find ptarmigans, ravens, crows, squirrels, dormice, or rabbits. The adults hunting alone can find mountain goats... but for those hunting in a pack, there are elk, moose, and Bighorn Sheep.


I Solemnly Swear That I am Up to No Good


Sshhh... Do you hear that sound? He growls into your ear.

The male was not thrown off by the female’s harsh vocals. He had met with all sorts of femmes, those that were boring and quiet, those that did all they could to please another being, and those were the type that never kept his interest. Sure they could be fun to an extent, to flirt and even sometimes let them think he was someone worth falling for. Most would not approve of his ways and would hate him for the type he was. But he justified his actions in that he was helping them learn. The innocent needed to know that the world was cruel and evil, that no one could be trusted, even handsome brutes like himself. If someone seemed trust worthy from the beginning, then the opposite should be done. A flirtatious smirk was planted on his kissers as he circled her, not trying to threaten her in any way, just check her out a bit more. There was no scent of a pack on her, and he could only assume that she was a loner as he was. But she seemed more interesting than most, maybe he had finally met someone worthy of his. His smirk stayed on his features as the spoke of ghosts and he ended his speech back in front of her, grey orbs looking towards her for any type of reaction.

“Who's to say I even want to know you? Hm?” Her words confirmed his thoughts. She was one that could be fun, more interesting than most out there. So why was she alone and up here? Why did she not have a mate or a pack? He would have to ask when the opportunity arose. ”Well, if you were not interested in getting to know me, then why would you still be here?” There was more he would like to say, but he was on a fine line with this female already. He did not want to anger her again as he had done before. There was a difference between angering and toying with someone. An icy chuckle escaped the cream colored female’s throat, speaking once more, using his own pet name toward him as he had done to her, “Darling, I don't need any reason to kill other than my own wicked enjoyment.”

Padfoot was intrigued with the lighter colored female the more that she talked. She spoke in ways that others would be afraid to, saying things that no one else would say. And it was clear that she did not care what others thought of her, which just made her more attractive to him. He was not afraid of her, but he also was not underestimating her. It was clear that she had the spunk to take of herself, and her small form showed her musculature strength as well, so she was not one to be trifled with. But a female that was strong and could take care of herself was the perfect type. Females that relied on another to take care of them were useless in his mind. He felt like everyone needed to be able to take care of themselves, regardless of gender. And it seemed as of late that the only ones he ran into were the former. So already this female, whose name he still did not know, was more interesting and intriguing than the rest. ”Well I must be bringing you some other sort of enjoyment if you have not made an attempt on my life yet.” His paws aimlessly stepped in the snow that was not yet touched, keeping his orbs on her with curiosity, moving in front of her to find a comfortable position to sit down. ”And since I am still standing here and breathing, and not one of your ghosts, would I be lucky enough to be graced with your name?”

That's the sound of your death. His claws scrape against stone.
Picture and table credit to Alesana <3


【Padfoot – Soldier – Chained by None – Violet】

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