Silvertip Mountain I really hate sharks

For an Outrider Quest for HP. On the outskirts of the territory

He did not like mountains.

None of the Dotharan did, it was a far cry from the flat, open plains that the wolves had longed and searched for for months. But, Rakharo had commanded that they have a clear view of their surroundings, the packs around, the locations, where herbs and alternate sources of food could be found. And Zoratto did just that, racing from one side of the flatlands to the other, when he was not serving his Khaleesi.

They were nearly surrounded by mountains. Mountains to the north, the east, the west, but none to the south, thank the Rhoa. He approached one of these towering spirals, crossing the river and past a hot spring. It was nearly alone on this mountain range, proud and strong...and claimed.

The young wolf's tail twitched at the strong smell of wolf piss in a straight line a few miles from the mountain's base. He made a sound of disgust. What kind of wolf lived on mountains? It looked hard to climb, nearly covered in snow at its peak, and it was almost summer. He sniffed along the border, noting how fresh it was. They took great pains to keep it strong, these wolves.