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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Through The Smoke And Flames,



He seemed almost dazed by this femme. She was beautiful. Whites, browns, and black, speckling and splotching her fur. Most of all, he found her eyes to be otherworldly. The lightest blue - almost white, like when the sun just kissed the sky good morning. Then they were outlined in the same pitch black that lied in his coat. He straightened his posture and cleared his throat. His long, fluffy plume lightly moved from side to side, but not in a wagging fashion. He remained silent for the time being. He liked the way she looked, even as she seemed startled and ready to launch at him. He cocked his head to the side.

She then took a seat once more. Sorry for that little. . . outburst. . . I didn't smell you come up. . . or hear you come up, you certainly startled me. He gave a small grin to her. "It's alright, I should've given you more notice that I was here . . . Not too many wolves come up here." He said, his voice rumbling in his chest again. He looked to his paws, snow still dampened them and covered his paws. "What made you sneak up on a complete stranger like that for?" His rubies went to her own orbs.

He gave a light chuckle. "Well, I'm a trained assassin of a pack called Uyaraut. I've originally come from a home where we were at war. My family . . ." He cleared his throat again, looking to the ground. "You wouldnt be interested in that stort. I never know who or what I'm running into, so I always keep caution and use stealth. It's mainly habit." He looked back to her and gave her his best smile. "Anyway, I'm Mabbit."





On The Frontlines Of War


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