Sheepeater Cliff hate or glory

Tonravik descended down Sheepeater Cliffs. The woman had found another place there that she would explore. The bear of a wolf licked her chops as she picked her way down, her dark eyes searching the land beyond her. The woman would find Echelon and Kroc, and they would go after a night of rest. There was no time to waste.

When she had made her way down, there was a wolf simply sitting there. The dark wolf gave him plenty of berth, letting it be known she was going around him, not approaching him. But should he find reason to stop her, Tonravik was plenty aware, her ears perked to listen. The large Tartok woman moved with plenty of confidence knowing this land went unclaimed. Tonravik would lay claim to her own piece of land soon. That time was not yet now, and the place certainly was not here.