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.

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A Handmaiden's Tale
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Her mistress had wanted time alone - time to explore, time to interact with that dangerous brindled lass. Olya had argued to the contrary, saying that it was not safe for one of the royal line - especially Lilith herself - to be alone in this strange land without an escort of their own clan. Lilith had insisted that she was surely in no harm here, and that Kirastasia would assure her safety. Swiftly had Olya snorted at the absurdity of the statement but had not argued to the contrary - defying a royal in such an open statement was swiftly punished.Olya had switched tactics, and had attempted to make the comment that it was not proper for Lilith to be found alone in the company with such a questionable character - and that was with Lilith using the more delicate of words. She had not wished to dirty the Princess' words with unsavory terms and so she had left all cusses from her tongue. But Lilith still had insisted, before giving Olya a direct order - to leave her alone for now. The handmaiden had flinched back and nodded meekly, making sure to avert her gaze.

Each step she had taken away from Lilith had been painful, for she was stuck between a rock and a hard place, as she so often did find herself in. If she had disobeyed a royal - she, a mere slave! - and the Council heard of it, she would likely be tortured within an inch of her life and then still be asked to serve. But at the same time, she had been indoctrinated that she was the last line of defense for the Princess - that her life should always be given ahead of the Princess', considering that she was worth less than nothing. If assassins got past guards, it was her job to lay down her life so that Lilith would have the vital extra seconds to escape. And so being far away from her for any reason made Olya nervous - if she failed in that one task, she would be left wishing for death herself, and yet it would never be granted to her. She would more likely than not become a practice dummy for the kalak warriors during the day, and their bedmate by night, meant to push out as many pups as she could before her body failed her, all the while being violently abused. There was no happy outcome for her, but it was this life that Olya was used to, and while Mistress Lilith herself was kind, Olya could never forget her place. The kalaks were resourceful ones and had spies everywhere - likely even here in this place. She must never forget her station as property.

Some slaves would have run given this much freedom, but Olya could not. Lilith had been the only varg to ever treat her kindly, and she could not abandon her. But at the same time, Olya had never had this much freedom - she could not even decide where to explore. Her mind was too worried about how long was long enough for Mistress Lilith to have to her lonesome, and so instead she merely wandered. When her mind finally registered anything in real time, Olya had gasped and nearly backed up right off a cliff. Olya was a delicate nervous thing, and only ever showed bravery when it was directly related to her Mistress. And so for the lass to find herself nearly three-fourths of the way up a mountain suddenly terrified her. Her paws had been true up to this point, but now her paws were hesitant and trembled, and each unsure step only spoke to more danger. The loose rock and gravel beneath her paws. Began to shift and Olya squeaked, terrified at the prospect of tumbling down the mountain to her death, and so she did the only thing that her frantic mind could imagine to do - run directly straight up the slope. Each stride was poorly planned if planned at all, and Olya tripped time after time again, stumbling her way to the top, barely making it without falling. Even on solid ground at the apex, she did not still or quiet. Instead, violent tremors wrecked her slight frame and she whimpered. But then her pools swept over the ground and she realized that she was not alone. Olya leapt straight up in the air and screamed. When she landed, her bottom lip began to tremble and she spoke in a quivering set of surprisingly lovely sopranos - "Who... who are you? What are you doing here?"

.:. I was a gift my my mistress .:. And though she treats me well .:. It's impossible to forget I'm a slave .:.
||Olya|| ||Handmaiden Loyal to Lillith|| || No heart || || No Pack || Slave ||



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