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 15, 2017 at 09:02:59 PM by Lovella
Eyes like soft sakura petals surely belied the fact that she was ashamed of herself, that inside she was quivering and at least a little despondant. She hated al sorts of negative feelings and conflict, and liked it even less when it seemed as though she herself was the one who caused it. She was aware of rockfalls now but there were likely to be all sorts of dangers she couldn't even imagine, things that could easily break her bones spill her blood and kill her. She barely dared to breathe under his starkly disapproving form, shrinking back into herself as much as she could. "Even scarier things?" Her vocals were almost but a whisper, and they were timid in their disbelieving. Her lack of knowledge beyond her sheltered home and safe haven left her with no imagination in the department of danger, maybe something that in the end would serve to be her downfall. All she could think of was finding a love that was radiant like that of her parents, of finding her own perfectly protected place in the world.
It would seem that they had lived vastly different lives, and because of her utter lack of contact with wolves outside of her parents, her perception of the world and that other wolves also lived in vibrant fairytales was beginning to crack and shatter. It seemed that life outside her home was more dangerous and unrelenting than she could have ever prepared for, and the end result is wolves like the one who towered before her. As he speaks of changes her ears perk up, as she listens to what he has to say. "I never knew something like that was even possible..." Timid vocals drip free from her tongue once more, trying to think of what all of this could potentially mean. There were hints of magic in the fairytales spun for her bedtime stories sometimes, but she had never believed the more fantastical elements of them as anything beyond adding an intriguing but falsified depth to fondly fabricated stories.
The stories spun for her dreams had never included very much magic, more or less tales of finding true love or overcoming lesser forms of adversity or villains so evil they just seemed plastic, even to her young mind. She wanted to look up and ask more about all of it all but still she did not dare for fear of the potential repercussions, the fact he was not pleased with her and she already owed him her life. He addresses her again and adds his name into the mix, and again she dares to meet his gaze and draw out of her recoiling state somewhat. "I don't think we could have been quite considered a pack. It was just my parents and I in our home. It always felt so safe there, nothing dangerous ever really happened and no other wolves really came in." It would probably seem strange to outsiders, likely wondering how they had been so isolated. Such seclusion usually isn't even possible, though if there had been any other wolves she must have been sleeping or somewhere else in their small expanse of land when they had come along.
As he mentioned the mountains being new her ears flickered and her countenance went from timid to that of shock, as far as she knew mountains were always either there...or they weren't, not just suddenly appearing or dissapearing out of nowhere. She didn't ask of it she was so startled by this revelation, and her towering savior seemed to deign it fit to sit an indication that they would likely have many more things to talk about. "Is this war you speak of, a thing that happens when wolves hurt each other..? But why would they do that?" She knew her words were likely going to anger him further as it seemed that the way he spoke them was of common knowledge, but wasn't there enough room for everyone to live without fighting? "I wanted to find my own place where I am destined to be, like my parents..." She faltered in her words slightly, realizing now that it might sound silly to him even if it was all she really knew. "I wanted to be like my mother and father...They always would tell me that love conquers all trials and demands. I wanted to find the special connection in someone else that surely fate has for me somewhere..."
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