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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|| i can still hear your laughter on the walls of our home ||
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S A K O
adult || prefers being alone || tolerates no one ||


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




The moment his fangs connected with her audit, jolts of electricity went through her bodice. Even more so as he breathed into her audit. Then when he whispered. It sent jolts through her bodice and to the slit between her legs. Not having anothers touch for so very long had really taken a toll on her. As he'd held on, a very small breathy moan escaped her kissers; and if she was able to, her cheeks would be flushed bright red. The lass had never done that before, never experienced that type of. . . electricity. It was new to her, completely. But she liked it and she wanted more. Much more, but she was also caught with moving to fast. When he called her beautiful, her cranium lowered and a sheepish grin crossed her maw. This was a side of Sako that had never been let out before. She was kind of liking it.

When the varg started to speak, the lass moved her plume back and forth, moving a little closer once again. Moving her plume as if to spread her scent around even more than she had by rubbing against his flank just moments ago. Even though it wasn't like her and she knew the season was perfect for pups but she didn't want them. She just wanted to completely intoxicate this varg. Then get to know him and maybe have pups before the end of the season. "I'm not generally one for packs, Mabbit, I usually just stick to myself. . . tolerate a few others presence. . ." she trailed off, their scents still intermingling on her own pelt while she still swayed her plume back and forth. The fae could however agree that they needed to get out of the dark, or rather the dark that was soon to come. Lifting her cranium just in time for her to see the sun glinting off his orbs, it was beautiful.

"I can agree with you there, however." With that she turned away from him, curling her plume over her back to expose her sensitive parts between her delicate but strong back haunches. Moving to start the search for a cave or den of some sort to seek refuge for the night. It was going to be odd for her to share a den or a sleeping place with another wolf. But she was starting to warm up to this brute so she didn't mind it all too much. Maybe he would be nice company.


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










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