Emberflame Ridge sorry mr policeman, if i wanted to talk i woulda called a friend

She neither accepted nor turned down his offer, and he thought nothing of it. It was there, and there was no expiration should she later choose to seek him on his mountain. His response was a simple, single, understanding nod of his head, which she followed up with a question of her own.

"I was born on a mountain," he offered, adopting the same position as she did, dropping his hindquarters to the earth and folding his tail alongside his hindpaw. He shifted ever so slightly sideways to be away from an embedded, ragged stone that was uncomfortable beneath his foot. "Food, shelter, good-looking scenery, can't ask for much more," he said. Not all mountains were created equal in this respect, but he was confident that he could carve out a home for himself and those who would join him somewhere along such an extensive range.

"I don't fancy the hardship of a winter spent alone," he added with a shrug.