Gyrfalcon's Keep At the Base of the Mountain

Charlemagne's tiny eyes stretched wide open, as he listened at every word the great wolf had to say. He wondered if the wolf was trying to pull his leg, but quickly discarded the thought, maybe the bird was actually right! The wolf went on describing the place with such eloquence that the fox could almost feel the sand under his paws and the sound of the waves crashing against the shore.

"Oh it sounds splendid!" he yapped with a graceful swish of his tail, then he returned into his seating position, listening intently as what his new friend had to say."Of course I'd visit you! As long as you keep your promise" he called with a playful box to the male's chest. Winking as he said the last part.

"But you'll have to show me how to get there!" he barked motioning to the mountain with his snout, "After you" he dipped his snout, leaving no room for the wolf to decline.