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 November 30, 2017 at 10:17:06 PM by nike.

It seemed that the young femme could not rid herself of the thoughts of it. Of Costin, her lover, even if had only been for the single night. She found it collapsed, starved and dying in the bitter cold of winter. She offered it assistance, desperate to care for it, but she never would have guessed that her warmth and natural hospitality would result in their mating. And almost as quickly as they began, the onyx spotted demon had fled. Leaving Nike's delicate frame standing alone in the center of the chilled terrain. And taking her innocence with it.

After this experience, the young vixen did not want to return to Crith. Not yet. Her mind finally travels to another memory, and this one is of Mai, the brindled visitor that appeared at the borders of her home. She wished that she knew her more, knew more of Mai’s own pack, Dierne. Now that Nike had aged, she was curious, desperate to explore the world and soak up any and all information that she was provided with.

She can tell that Spring is nearing; no, it couldn’t be long now. The once vicious and dangerous ice begins to melt beneath the heat of the day, dropping to the earth in soft and pitiful drips. And Nike finds comfort in the continuous sound, zoning in on the quiet and familiar clinks. That is when she notices it, her obsidian auds swiving in all directions in attempt to locate the noise. What on earth was that? Something drums beneath the surface of the earth in front of her, a replica of a lupine’s heartbeat, and once Nike’s emerald jewels sweep to survey the ground, the light appears. It is subtle, slow streams of light reaching her sight from a nearby mountain. It is radiate, shimmering with all shades of the rainbow, and she can’t take her eyes off of it. Her green hues are wide, bewitched by this beautiful and unnatural occurrence. A soft tingle encases her petite silhouette, and without even realizing it, Nike begins to teeter on her short appendages. In a matter of seconds, her monochrome silhouette has collapsed into the damp earth.


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