Sheepeater Cliff Outrunning karma, that boy, he's such a charmer

A medium size figurine with shades of black and white was padding through in the snowy coated terrain slope. A cold frost of air escaped from the fae’s maw as she came to a halt. Her soft hazel hues gazed up to the grayish sky, with deformed shaped clouds slowing rolly by. She was collected in her thoughts. A loner she was, who enjoyed the wondrous ways of nature and life. Hanako has heard of golden eagles that soars in this certain area, which she has never seen one herself. They were a rare bird of species. From her travels, everything of life from the lera to plants made her a curious one since her puphood. By coming here, she was hoping to see one. A wishful thinking it was, for most birds will soar in flocks to go somewhere warm during the cold times.

Her black twin peaks arose instantly above her crania, hearing a bark that echoed close nearby. Hanako looked around in her snowy surroundings, seeing which direction the bark came from. The similarity of the tone from the bark must be from another fae. She quickly made her way through the snow and reached to the mountain ridge. Hanako was at a greater distance where she caught sight of a heavy ram charging towards at two other wolves. A black, seemingly odd shaped brute pushed the other pale fae away and both have tumbled to the snowy floor.

The bighorn sheep took it’s ground and turned his attention towards the vargs. It’s angry eyes took hold as it’s strong back legs reared up, going in for another charge. With no hesitation, Hanako swiftly dashes through the snow and came at a distance behind the bighorn sheep, distracting it with her loud snarls. There wasn’t a way she could take this bighorn out alone, but to distract it away from those two and get themselves a quick moment to recuperate.