Gyrfalcon's Keep fossil fire

Let me know if any of these assumptions are not okay and/or incorrect!

She was a creature who stalked the sun in the dawn and danced under dusk's rising moon. Her rest periods came in the middle of the day and the dead of night, so seeing Jinx out and about and energetic at the crack of dawn wasn't uncommon. She had left her mountain again, albeit she had whispered to Lecter her intent to test Ravensblood for any resident herds. Those herds no doubt belonged to Horizon Ridge, but Jinx didn't believe in ownership unless it was her own, and had no qualms fighting any of the beachcombers for it.

Several hours of walking in the dark hadn't revealed any sign of a herd, but she had found something much more interesting. Lingering in one location of the forest toward the smaller mountain nestled against hers was a collection of scents produced by two or three wolves. Jinx might have passed it by or chosen to ignore it, but one of those scents was familiar, and only after racking her brain for a moment did she realize it was Bazi's. This had brought a hard grimace to her face. She wished no ill toward the girl, and was entirely unaware that the other judged her and blamed her for a variety of things, but blatantly getting close to Silvertip Mountain afforded the ire of the wolves there, no matter who it was.

That scent seemed to wind back toward the Creek eventually, leaving the other scent for the Alpha female to investigate. This scent carried with it the same youthful tang, but went in the opposite direction, which was to say it went even closer to the mountains. With a huff, the female swung herself in the direction the unidentified wolf had gone and diligently began to follow his trail. She was led to a hollow in a tree that was practically drowning in his scent, and then further around the back of Gyrfalcon's Keep, toward the sea.

There she found him, a gangly thing in shades of molten chocolate and jet that was just slipping into the trees. Nothing about his figure gave away that he was a male. In fact, Jinx assumed from looking at him that he wasn't a male at all. With an expression that had maintained a set jaw and hard glare from the moment she identified Bazi's scent, the female strode boldly in his direction, smashing through undergrowth and cupping her ears and stiffening her shoulders as she called out, "you're kind of close to my mountain, bitch."

Oh, "she" wasn't close enough to warrant her outright aggression... But that didn't mean she wouldn't pretend that "she" was, just to get a kick out of it.