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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The Spartan had too much energy and began running around aimlessly. His long pillars had been cooped up for far too long from the depression that had consumed him after Azula passed. For she was his first, and for a while - his only friend. He still longed for her from time to time but for now with the new excitement of Ker and his brother Grey being back did he forget the darkness. He had to move on.

He began running uphill, thoughts chasing thoughts. Before he knew it he was running up a mountain. His red orbs seemed to glow apart from his pitch black pelt in the upcoming mists. His bright orbs picked up slowly on another figure in the mist and he hurried to stop. The cool air rushed into his thick fur. He looked at the fae as he neared her, hoping not to startle her. "Are you lost, miss?"









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MABBIT

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