Redtail Rise mountains don't exist

Again he came down from the mountain— descending through terrain he was accustomed to, and seamlessly merging into the broad emptiness he found no pleasure in walking. Duskhall pressed forward regardless. He was eager to see where the snowed-over decimation found its end, but more than this he wanted to return to a comfortable elevation by the following day. Though when he spotted something moving on the horizon, he pursued it self-interestedly without a second thought for his own chosen time constraints.

The closer he sauntered to the figure, the more he slowed to account for the event he was approaching someone with a skittish nature. He didn't want to make it seem like he was going to chase her... Not really, anyway. He stopped his advance when he had come close enough to casually call out to her. "Hey, girl."