Ouroboros Spine things become possible if we want them bad enough

There sure were a lot of wolves around these parts; well, a lot to her. It had been a good minute since she had a good conversation with another and the fact that someone had replied made her hopes increase that much more. Sauntering across the hillside, loose rocks sliding from her weight which would cause her to jump to another spot, eventually made her reach the top of the ridge. She had been below him, down on the outside of the cragged mountain when he had called, and once her baby blue eyes found the steep drop, she paused. Broken trees, the reflection on a lake that looked untouched despite the disaster around it, Savannah couldn't help but let her jaws unhinge in silent shock. 

The land had looked pristine up until this point - what had happened? For a moment she just stood, ears drooping gently. If she slid, it would surely lead to her demise. The agouti girl took a step back just for good measures before letting her gaze fall to her paws. She instinctively grasped the stone to maintain her balance, just realizing now just how high she was. Another howl, a response to her, her ears once fallen, pivoted forwards, her tail raising slightly in confidence before falling again; he was close. With a small amount of time in the walk, she eventually became aware of a dark silhouette in the distance. It was odd, scaling this mountain, coming across another wolf. She wasn't sure what she was doing here in the first place. "Hello?" Her pace slowed, uncertainty clouding her movements. Was this him? It had to be - she couldn't see anyone else around.