Sheepeater Cliff baa, baa, black sheep

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This was probably Fin's new favorite thing to do. She had seen sheep before, but never in such abundance, and never climbing the walls of mountains and leaping from cliff to cliff. By no means was the Blackthorn able to keep up, but she certain gave it her best shot as she prowled along the rocks in pursuit of the athletic beasts, very curious as to where they all were headed.

The sheep she had been following were out of her line of sight by the time Finley climbed over the rocks and came upon the flat clearing where all were gathered. Her eyes widened in surprise to see them all crowded around each other. They were so adorable! For once, Fin felt no desire to chase and torment the critters. She just wanted to sit perched upon her rock and watch them as they grazed.

Wow. This was boring.

After only a few minutes of quiet observation, Finley decided that these sheep were more or less okay with her presence, so forward she went into the herd. It was very odd the way they just sort of... skittered out of the way as she came towards them. They didn't seem to be very fond of her, but they were at least tolerating her. It brought a smile to her face, even when a few of them bleated and thrashed their heads in her direction.

It wasn't long before she came along the little vulpine-like creature curled up away from the herd. Fin tilted her head to the side curiously. The scent was distinctly wolf, but she had never seen one with such brilliant red fur and fox-like markings.

"You alright?" she asked gently.

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