Mount Apikuni a lonely lover's charm

The compliment was welcomed and Kipling flushed with new-found confidence in such a way she hadn't noticed that he did not offer his name in the same way. Nor did she mind the nickname. Attentive then her ears turned at the question, and instead of answering she responded with, Why? Are you going to boot me out and claim this spot? She was of course joking, the implied jest clear in her tone, but if he happened to say as much she wouldn't be too surprised. If most wolves had a directive, then it was often to conquer and rule.

Despite neglecting his inquiry, she did consider it briefly. But out of all the mountains she couldn't think of living on this one, it appeared to be bruised from nature's lashing and still healing; while it still gave terrific views, with the lack of abundant resources, living here would be hard. Naturally she'd divert from any hardship if she could help it.

After a beat she decided to add, I haven't traveled west much, so I can't say that side of the Wilds really appeals to me. Maybe I will... eventually. I'll have to settle down before then anyways. Maybe down there. And she nudged her nose towards Swiftcurrent, Or the mountain pack down south. As if those were her only options for the time being.