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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We pad cautiously over towards the figure, a bit worried as to what we may find. From the scent, the wolf appears to be female. On closer inspection, she seems to a thick-coated black wolf, relatively large, and completely asleep. She snores softly and doesn't appear to be waking up anytime soon. I slowly pad over to her, mouth slightly agape licking my nose nervously as I silently pad up to her. I gently stick my muzzle close to her thick fur and inhale, trying to get a better lock on her scent. She smells like deep pine trees and the undergrowth of the forest, and doesn't appear to have any other wolves' scents on her. I slowly pad over to Skift, with a confused look on my face, one ear cocked. "I've never met her before" I say, in a hushed voice, using more body language than actual words. "She smells like the forest and areas I am not familiar with." I sit down on my haunches in the snow. I kinda wish we could meet her, but she seems pretty exhausted. Do you think she will be ok?" I ask, with a trace of worry crossing my face.

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