Wolf RPG

The majority of the peak was peaceful, with deep roots fanning through the earth and holding it fast, like a snug blanket wrapped tightly around bony shoulders. But on the upper slopes, as the swift sparrow tracked a herd of rocky mountain sheep, the grounds were not quite as secure. He wouldn't be sure what caused the slide to happen, but it began with a rumbling that he could feel deep within the ground. The animals he followed appeared distracted for a moment from their slow amble away from him- and paused. 

Then, they bolted in every direction but uphill. 

He soon realized why.

The great mountain heaved a sigh, and shrugged the weight from its shoulders- sending a cascade of boulders, shale and dust sliding down the mountainside, devouring everything in its path. Like the sheep hed been hunting, Ksura turned, and ran.