Ghost Lion Crag The Hunt is ON!

Too bad I can't use a thread for two trades. I'll have Darsal do some tracking, but I can't use it for my Hunter trade because I've already chronicled with that poem in my first reply. D:

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Darsal herself knew the trials of being alone for so long. Although she had only spent a few months alone, she had spent many nights lying awake in depressed, hopeless seclusion. Now, she had a reason to live — to care for her pack. That gave her a sense of security that nothing else could. She wished never to be a nomad again.
The black-gray wolf had never considered herself a fantastic hunter, but being the observant, curious wolf she was, she had learned much about the ways of nature from her travels. Flight animals intrigued her immensely in the way they believed the best way to survive was to run. She had preceeded many hunts with simply watching her prey, learning the way it thought. Darsal believed the best hunter knew the mind of the hunted.
You could say that, she replied to Shalon's comment. She nodded. Yeah, we'd better hurry and get back to the Glade, but we can't rush. We don't want either of us to fall on the mountain. With this, Darsal trotted toward the foot stones of the Crag, her eyes searching the elevation above.