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.



Kiss me like you mean goodbye,

It was early morning, after returning back to the bed under the stars, he began to notice how much he missed his raven witch's warmth. Damn that woman! She stirred him in ways he could not let go of, demanded he protect her and keep her, instinct said to claim her. Even his treacherous heart seemed to leap toward her, though his mind had become a see-saw of activity. There were plenty of other females he could choose from, even in his ranks that had appeared from his Rebellion. But, this enchanting raveness had caught the red cast of his eye since the day they met. Their constant run ins, and her unfortunate dethroning had led them to live together as alpha and pack wolf, but he yearned for more with her. Surely if she kept popping up everywhere it was meant to be.

Lucifer slumbered for nearly an hour before he woke with a start and was suddenly on black paws, barreling for Lucaya's den. Gruff tones huffed into the entrance to rouse her from sleep, and he ushered a quick order to follow him before turning and setting out for Misty Mountain, where the pair had first met. He had been in the midst of a heavy battle with Carnival, she had just been challenged for her own crown. Not once does the muscular behemoth slow his pace or look back to see if she were following. He knew she would be there, she was his most faithful pack member.

It helped that he had not missed the dreamy way Lucaya stared at him, nor the way she seemed to sink into the brindled mass of fur as though he were her personal bed. She felt comfortable on his side, at his back, and when he thought of her scent in winter a slow tingling burn would cascade across his form. It had been almost impossible for him to hold back, to be reclusive from his friend and loyal wolf. This day would change all that.

High up in the peaks of the mountain, where snow littered the ground and the mists were thick, Lucifer finally ceases his ascent into the heavens. Looking to where he knows his dark queen would be, the brindled bastard opens his maw to speak. "Before you say anything today, I want you to think. I need to know you are going into this proposition with a clear head and clean soul. I have questions, they will be personal. You may ask anything of me in return, and we both must be completely honest with one another, understood?" He asks, smiling from ear to ear. He wonders if she will indulge his game, or if she will only want to cut to the chase as she so often seemed to prefer. Lucifer hopes they will play this game of questions, he would like to get to know the one he wants as his mate.



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