Shadow Mountain Rockclimbing fiend

Pluto flicked one ear as Ishi continued, stating that wolves were naturally the sort of creatures to stay in groups together. In the coyote's ears it translated to: "We're too weak to live on our own so we need help." It was a rough translation at best, definitely not the small male's best work, but it did validate his opinions further. Now however, it was the coyote's turn to explain himself, and inform the larger canine about the nature of his own species. "Some of us form groups, but they travel and don't become lazy lounging in some territory. It's not even like a pack, we're individuals that choose to move together. A lot of us however, are loners." Pluto smirked, proudly choosing to add on, "like me." Obviously basking in the glory of having no one to tie him down, the coy allowed his tail to raise slightly (well, higher than it was by default) as he continued to gaze downwards.

Despite being disgusted by such herd-canines, Pluto would be lying if he said that the territory they chose to claim was poor. Beautiful forests and hills, trickling rivers, and lush green grasses stretched over the horizon, capturing the holding his attention like a moth drawn to a flame. He was many things, and an admirer of a good view was one of them. After all, no one was composed of all negative qualities.