Misty Mountain is opposite of Rainbow Cliff. Mists hover year-round at this high altitude, mistaken by some to be thin clouds. Thin layers of snow cover the mountain, making some areas slippery and hazardous.

Some think it romantic, a place to bring their mates, while others come to play and romp. However, all must agree that there is some level of mystery and spookiness hovering about with the mists...

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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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