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 can still hear your laughter bounce off the walls of our home || [Mabbit]

adult || prefers being alone || tolerates no one ||

There's some things that I'm left with
That make me believe this is hard

Striking pools surveyed the area closely, at the edge of what was called Culter Unlaeddod. Pads placed carefully and silently on the earth beneath them as the ess moved slowly along, blue and black eyes searching for something but not quiet sure what yet. Not quite finding what she wanted to find. Not quite getting everything she wanted. The colors of the land were definitely changing, she could tell and as she arrived, her pelt started to shed itself; white, grey, black and brown filled the air when even the slightest breeze blew or when the ess shook her bodice as the excess fur made it quite uncomfortable. Every now and then though some fur would work it's way up into her nares and cause her to start a sneezing fit; having to stop until it stopped. By now, she was frustrated about it growling at herself when it happened and her hackles rose when it happened, making more fur surface and circle. Causing even more anger. And as her bodice moved, she stopped within one part of the trees, hidden well enough she thought no one could see her, but in her anger with her fur she didn't realize she was upwind and anyone who was in front of her could smell her, but anyone behind her she could smell. As the wind would carry her scent to whoever and someone else's scent would be carried to her. The only thing that approached her nares was the stench of dead carcass, as if something had been killed weeks ago and left to rot. Which was spot on really. So in all honesty she wouldn't be able to smell anything at all but that considering how horrid it was. It made her lips curl up, in revolting disgust.

Brindled rump of different colors hit the ground, watching from the trees as she got herself lost in thought. Black and white tail curling close to her bodice. It wasn't long until she was completely in a daze in her own thoughts

"Sa, why do you always run from him? He's trying to help" her sisters lyrics hit her audits and the next thing she knew she was turning and snapping at her, jaws snapping shut awfully close to her face. "You think he's trying to help?" she spat at her, hackles raised and ready to tear her own flesh and blood apart "Is helping trying to bring me and our home down by nearly burning this forest down!? Is helping trying to force me into having pups with him? Is helping then trying to get to you? No? I didn't think so. Now go play with your little boy toy Hartley." she knew her words would cut deep and that's what she wanted. Sako didn't want any baggage while she was trying to leave. So, her sister stood there speechless as tears welled up in her pools. Scoffing, Sako had turned and waltzed off; head down and that had been the end of that. She left their home, her home land because Hartley, her blood sister, had taken in the brute, their "step father" as her mate after he'd tried to force himself on her to rape her and her have his pups. She was thankful then she had trained in fighting because without it; he probably would have.

Now as she sat among the trees, her pools remained untouched by tears, untouched by any emotion as she came out of her memories and to the present day, enjoying the cool weather and closing her lids, relaxing and listening around her.

Like the bed that we slept in,
It's filled with the scent of our love


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