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...
IP: 72.19.84.51
Posted on February 16, 2016 at 01:43:24 AM by Aviias
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//Demolition of a delicate kind\\ xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Aviias sized up the male before her as he back-sassed her again. He remained unaffected by her no matter what she threw at him. Her whole posture went slack as her ears flattened on her head in annoyance. Was he always this irritating? He seemed to be the kind of wolf to share his two cents for everything said. She couldn't get a word in edge-wise without him having a counter argument. Avi was so used to others just falling in line behind her that she was beginning to resent those who didn't. She had spent so many of her teen years arguing with everyone over anything that she now only found enjoyment out of real conversation. She lived for the moments when she could really dive into someone's inner brain. She loved a good debate, or some quality manipulation - but this was just pointless banter. When would they get to the good stuff? It is not the why that matters, boy. Just be grateful that you're still here. She snapped flippantly, her form becoming rigid and assertive again. Her nonexistent patience were wearing thin. But, of course, the brute just kept talking. Again the dragoness laughed, a single sharp note that came with a bitter exhale. She moved in close to where the ebony stranger sat and began her circling again. Don't flatter yourself, fool. You have yet to entertain me. As a matter of fact I'm still waiting for the show to begin. This encounter is merely the opening act, but the attempt on your life, as you so eloquently put it? Now that's the main event. She drawled out her first few sentences, but somewhere along the way her voice became a purr of anticipation as she crossed behind the male. She glanced over to notice that he was playing with the snow directly in front of him. Was he nervous? Was she finally getting under his skin? A devilish grin took over her maw as she circled around his front again. She chose to sit as well - mere inches from his face. Avi had no true concept of personal space, she was indifferent to the comfort of others. She loved to see just how far she could take it, loved to push buttons and boundaries and watch the inevitable explosion. Again the demon spoke and this time it was interesting. He was requesting her name, how precious. She pretended to give it some consideration before leaning in slowly, eyes squinting and level with his. Hmm.... No. Came her sharp reply as she moved back away from his face again, a little giggle escaping her lips. I would, however, love to know what they call you. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Aviias x Vixen x 6 Years x Tortured by Kershov x Chained to None x No Spawn Ex-Espionage for Mighty Abendrot   Puppet of Morgin Kharress@gmail.com |
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