The cliffs were a dangerous place to be, but not so harsh when one was looking up at them. From the mountain's base they looked like wide cuts of stone. Paths that could lead to all sorts of places, but vanished in to the tree-line or the creeping clouds. His eyes were not on the sky or the stones above him. Njal focused on the task of manoeuvring around the large boulders and through the crags of the landscape; things he was not wholly adapted to, which swiftly sucked away his energy. He was the opposite of the yearling who appeared so suddenly - lacking in vigour and freedom. Njal was free to an extent, of course. The man was attentive to his duty and pleased enough to be away from home performing it - but spring was just around the corner. It was practically upon them all. He was eager to return home to his wife, with one thing plainly upon his mind.
The plain call of a wolf piqued his interest and Njal was lifted from a pseudo-fugue state; shifting around some rocks to catch a better glimpse of the stranger. Initially he was hesitant, blundering, and his fur spiked along his scruff and shoulders. The stranger was pale like Jinx, yet their size revealed that they were not Jinx; few could boast such a beastly figure. He held back from a greeting at first. It would be a better idea to get a visual on the stranger - a close up if possible - so he moved to intercept. With his peppered body closing in, Njal caught the scent of the creek and naturally relaxed; there was only so much leeway he could give the other wolf, as they were indeed close to the vale's edge. Anything could happen here.
Njal chuffed a response, finally. His head lifted with ears pricked forwards, roaming a moment later to both sides and then back. He was listening for others - friend or foe - but approached with a wholeheartedly gleeful gait. "You are far from the creek," he stated, dipping the still healing head of his in a small nod, and as his silver figure passed by Bazi's pale one, he took a good look at her. Young, yes, but able. Strong. A new face he had not seen yet. Fox must have trusted her if she was outside of the borders doing scout work. Another thought occurred to him, which he was swift to voice: "Are you here to check up on me?"