Moonspear Lionhearted

From certain places on Moonspear, Wildfire could see Redhawk Caldera in the distance. The sight of it caused a longing ache to bloom in her chest, so she tended to stick to the mountain's other side to avoid it. She traipsed there now, winding very carefully along a narrow trail as she followed the powerful scent of mountain goats. She did not expect to make a kill or anything close to it, though the huntress in the making hoped to scout out the prey and track the herd (if there was one).

The young she-wolf climbed to one of the smaller pinnacles beneath the main summit and spotted them: four fluffy white mountain goats on another, lower outcropping perhaps two hundred yards away. Wildfire crouched and slithered to the ledge of her small and precarious perch. She was no threat to them from up here but she wanted to lay low anyway, observe them in their natural habitat.

Maybe someone she hasn't met yet could join? @Thistle Cloud @Rain @Jura @Izo @Tevinter :)