Standing on the Rooftops

All Welcome! Discovery of an Internal territory! - Agatil Pit.

An area of the Spine where the surface shale has eroded away, leaving behind spires of haphazardly stacked monoliths. The ground is uneven and slippery because of the loose shale, the stacks are weak in spots and are known to crumble, and there are spaces between the stacks which allow a wanderer to slip between the spires.

A circuit around the borders complete, the white tank moved with purpose now, scaling the very ridges the Spine was named for. She wasn't a mountainous wolf, but not was she a forest dweller or a sea lover. Kroc was Kroc and she would readily adapt to the places she lived, learning the best way to scale the inclines that made up their home. A creature of habit, she sought to make a new one today, intent upon learning this landscape as well as she knew the rest. 

She walked on. Her purpose drove her, keeping her pace steady and smooth. She would make this trip many times, perhaps not on quite the same path but up the steep sides all the same. Her footing was sure, too, until a paw slipped on a rock, flat and unseeming. She pulled her paw back before she could take a spill, golden eyes glaring at the offending piece only to find that there were more of them, all about. It would seem this section was dangerous. 

Further inspection led to her gaze lifting to a high, uneven obelisk jutting into the sky. The structure seemed precarious at best, sure that she saw one monolith out of the many sway under the pressure of the breeze. Such a location would not stop her, and she would investigate here as well.