Sheepeater Cliff disco party

Viggo was never too terribly far from Ptarmigan, although they did stray from time to time. Their relationship was friendly, at the very least, and he enjoyed the time that he had spent with her thus far. She was a cutie, nobody could deny that, and their personalities seemed to match up reasonably well. They hunted together on occasion, but Viggo had parted from her about an hour ago so that they might explore and report back to one another with whatever it was they happened to find during their short ventures. With plans to meet up later, of course.

The Ostrega had caught the scent of sheep, and while the mountains made him dizzy to look at, he couldn't help himself. He began the slow and steady climb of the cliffs, hoping that perhaps he would come across one of the delicious-smelling creatures. If not, he'd let Ptarmigan know that there was nothing good to be had here.