Ice Mountain

The Ice Mountain is much smaller than Wolf Mountain, yet climbing up it is far more difficult and shouldn't be attempted in winter. Some creatures collect the shiny stones at the peak of this mountain for necklaces.

- Who's Afraid of the BIG Bad Wolf? -
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Posted on December 22, 2010 at 06:42:07 AM by Wyro




I can see you, but you can't see me
I could touch you and you wouldn't even feel me...
Wait a second and you'll settle down...
I'm just waiting till you REALLY let your gaurd down,
you're relaxed, you're sublime, you're AMAZING
You don't even know the danger you're facing...
If I'm quiet, I'll slide up behind you
And if you hear me I'll enjoy trying to find you!

The beast was on the prowl again...hot to trot, and ready to take on a little challenge. They were pleased today, pleased because Wy was in charge, and had decided to lead them on a little spree...ooh, how fun, how fun how fun!

And the ickle beastie loves their funs!


Oh, Wyro was his were form once again, great, blood-red eyes peering out from a face even a mother couldn't love, three scars stretched far and wide across the chocolate fur that tufted around him everywhere. And how they loved thier monster, oh, they did, they did! How they loved the power it brought them! How pleasing it was to use that power for their own pleasure and gain...oh yes, this was what being a were-wolf was all about...

And that?! AND THAT?!


Pratically drooling, the beast locked their eyes on the white fem, they were hidden in the brush, only a few yards away, and breathing heavily...they wanted her...they wanted to feel her. They wanted to stroke that pretty, clean, white pelt...before breaking a bone or two, just to hear the pleasant little *crunch!*.

MINE. MINE!


So the were yowled, and lept out at the female from behind the brush, all seven feet of them, weighing much over what a normal wolf would weigh, and lunged at the fem. They wanted her...oh yes...they wanted her. When they were close enough, they reached out their long, human-like arm to attempt and wrap their finger-like pads around one of her legs...if they missed, a storm cloud was gathering above them...time to play itsie wolfsie!

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