Nocturne Summit None more black

"Gross," Wildfire muttered under her breath, shooting the goat a slightly bewildered look. It had square eyes, bad gas and evidently no fear. Louder, she shouted, "You're gross!" The mountain goat uttered a low "baaah" and then began chewing slowly, returning her stare blankly.

"Everything ship-shape up there?" came a voice further down the mountain. "Uh," Wildfire said, then raised her voice as much as she could to call back, "Not... really? He won't—" Her voice cut off when the mountain goat abruptly pivoted and leaped up the mountain, clearly cleverer than it looked.

"Dang it," the juvenile said, ears folding back as she watched the mountain goat climb until it disappeared. Wildfire then turned and plodded downward, searching for Roz as she called out again, this time to say, "He got away," in an apologetic tone.