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 ||

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

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

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.

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


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