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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Posted on October 23, 2017 at 06:13:13 AM by SAKO
| S A K O
adult || prefers being alone || tolerates no one ||
So he was part of a pack? Not just part of a pack, he was an assassin; huh. A smirk started to form over her maw; looking at the male as he looked down at his paws then back to her. All the while lyrics started flowing from this vargs kissers normally. As if he knew Sako like a long term friend of some sort. Albeit, Sako was kind of enjoying his company. She'd been without another wolves contact for so long; she didn't know she missed it. How long had it really been? Since she was a teen so that would be years. Years without any sort of contact from another wolf. Years without talking to any other wolf or creature. The fae took this time to stand, dipping her front half to the ground, plume curling over her back as she did. As she stood upright, she moved towards Mabbit, as he gave her his name. Circling him once, hesitant about what she was about to do. He was bigger than her, at least it was noticeable. Not thinking about it anymore, she started to circle him and then pressed her flank against his chest, rubbing her scent on him and in turn rubbing his scent on her. Marking him. If she were to talk to this brute and become friends, she would want to remember the smell of his cologne as he was about the only varg in Blossom she'd met so far. Sako had to admit, his cologne was a bit intoxicating. But she didn't stop at his chest, she continued to his flank; curling her plume upwards to graze his nostrils ever so carefully. Well, Mabbit, you may have been at war elsewhere but I can assure you; I'm not the fighting type. She continued her circling, pressing against him to rub her own perfume over him. Just as much as she wanted to remember his scent; she wanted him to never forget her own perfume. When she had gotten back to the front of his bodice she stretched up to whisper in his audit but not before she landed a playful nip at the base of it Call me Sako or Sa with that she retreated back a few steps to speak normally. I don't belong to a pack and generally I would never go near another wolf. You're the first in years. Congratulations and he was, she'd never craved anothers touch but for some reason things inside her were changing and she wanted to touch this varg, wanted to be around him. Blame it on the season but she wanted to.
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- THIS IS WHERE WE CONQUER FEAR - By MABBIT October 24, 2017 at 05:37:53 AM
|| i can still hear your laughter on the walls of our home || - By SAKO October 24, 2017 at 09:05:08 AM
THIS IS WHERE WE CONQUER FEAR - By MABBIT October 25, 2017 at 05:48:25 AM
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