Lone Star Mountain Just like a wartime novelty

Omg yesss

The darkened clouds did not deter her from the daily rounds of patrolling the mountain, but the Nightstalker found herself straying from the peak in which she planned to stake a claim, her curiousity of the surrounding areas getting the best of her. It would be good, she supposed, to familiarise herself with all the land near to her domain, for she was a spy and knowing her way around was key.

There was nothing in particular that caught her interest at first, not until the sickening snap caused the perk of her darkened ears. The sound itself made a cat-like grin creep onto her face, and she wasted no time in following the sound to its source. What the night wraith had not expected to find, however, was a wolverine laying face down on the edge of a cliff. She observed it for a moment, violet gaze trained on the figure that seemed to have lost consciousness - that was until it finally rose, shaking away the darkness.

"You got yourself in a pickle, hmm?" She grinned, curious as to how the creature had gotten itself into this situation.