Blackfoot Forest standing in the fading headlights wondering "what if"

Her muzzle swung smoothly, gaze settling on the inky peak surrounded by the slate of the sky above. It was difficult to see where sky ended and mountain began, but the shape gradually materialized in the distance. After a moment did she return her gaze to the woman, receptive, now, to her offer. Still, she was not interested in this turning out like the rest of her ventures in the Wilds tended to. "there have been others who have promised power, titles, land. they have failed to deliver." Here she paused a moment, tongue darting out to catch a frozen smear of blood. "how are you different?"  There was no maliciousness in the words, rather, a glimmer of curiosity that she allowed to slip into them.