Sunspire Mountains If I jumped, could I fly?

The small vulpine greeted him with an affable enough attitude. He expected no less, sly, cheeky, and devious were a few words to describe foxes, but he'd never encountered a bad natured one, yet. He continued his approach, nodding once as he spoke. Quite so. He agreed. Especially when you're afforded a view like this. But I must know what's one of your kind doing so far up. .. His words trailed off as he drew in sight of the black wolf looking intently on the small fox. A quizzical raise of his brow(at least as best a wolf could manage) accompanied the male as he sniffed at the air. There was nothing familiar about this dark creature. He suddenly found himself feeling surprisingly vulnerable at his position, atop a mountain, alongside a cliff far from his 'home', now in the presence of an unknown factor. Since joining his pack he was finding it more and more comforting knowing he had help close at hand. This time however he was alone. With that he simply watched the other wolf and the vulpine. Speech thoughts