Lion Head Mesa Aquiline

Birk was not a fan of climbing mountains, considering it an activity that wasted more energy than it benefited, however, today in a pursuit of a feisty mountain goat he had broken one of his own rules. The intended prey, of course, was much more suited in moving very fast in this terrain than the rather clumsy hunter, therefore soon it left him trailing slowly and out of breath behind. 

"Oh well..." the young wolf sighed, looking at the disappearing form of the agile creature and then down to the long way he had to make, until he got back in the valley. "Well... that was a bad decision..." And with that he began to walk carefully down the stony steps and few strides later he almost ran into in another hiker, who seemed just as tired and disappointed as him. Thinking that these two common things would be great for beginning a conversation, he called out to the sitting boy: "Hey - what has brought you so high up here?"