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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~Right where You left Me~
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She was slightly chilled by the wind that whispered through the trees but she enjoyed the view. She was sitting quietly listening the paw steps of other wolves around her. Mates talking or friends it really was no different, your mate was your best friend.

Her brown fur stood out against the snowy background. She didn't stand a chance of hiding but why did she need to hide? There was no reason, none at all. She whimpered as the wind picked up and blew across the open mountain. She had burrowed into the snow and it had started to bank around her but only in a thin layer.

A scent drifted across the wind to her nostrils and then came a voice "Sapphire is that you?" Something nudged her shoulder; she whimpered ,her bones were starting ache from the cold snow seeping into her fur. "Its me, I'm here! Are you alright?" She looked up from her burrow into the eyes of the Brute she had met only hours ago. His name hovered just above her minds reach. She thought about it and then she remembered , Rage. " Wir treffen uns so schnell wieder?" She managed a smile. She stood up and felt the ice clinging to her fur. She needed shelter soon or she would freeze to death.

(Translation: We meet again so soon?)

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