Sheepeater Cliff baa, baa, black sheep

Leaf sighed and slumped her body down in relief. At least if she died, she would have a companion by her side. Ignoring the glares of the mountain goats, her mind slowly began to drift when the other wolf brought her back to her senses. She mentioned something about "piss," and the little red wolf abruptly laughed out loud. "Oh yes, that would be ridiculous. You know, to have a wolf pee on them!" she said quickly, restraining another laugh and smiling nervously. Not wanting a pause to allow space for questions, she hastily inserted one of her own: "Do you spend time with them often?" As far as she was aware of, there was few mountain goats where she lived. Yes, some probably stalked Sunspire Mountains, but she had temporarily written off that territory. This place, though, had seemed promising, and even now, she was eager to explore the rest. Just once the mountain goats had settled down, bathed, and dispersed.