Great Bear Wilderness Or Steepy Mountain Yields

Savitr wasn't really into mountains, not liking the way they loomed like the jagged teeth of some titan monster in the horizon. As it was when he was a small child he had often fantasized about the mountain near Requiem Copse belonging to some monster and the beast stirring awake to swallow the world in it's wake. It had been the source of many nightmares during his earliest memories yet, eventually as he grew older and wiser in the world he realized that dragons and the like were nothing more than a small child fantasies. Monsters existed yet they had taken on a more practical forms; bears, cougars, and sometimes as he had came to learn the hard way wolves. Steps paused as light azure eyes rose to study the toothed monstrosity of earth that stretched skyward, black, leathery nostrils flaring once as he habitually inhaled with the intent of dissecting the scents around him. Despite his dislike of mountains in general Savitr could not deny that it was impressive, nevertheless.

Being upwind of the woman Savitr did not initially notice her until he turned to his left and she came into his view, a distinct canine outline in the distance. For a few moments the Huntsman simply stared at her, debating on whether he wanted to approach or not. He was fine with his own deigned solitude and yet he found in that moment he craved socialization though if she would be willing to provide him with it he was not able to determine. After a few more moments he began his approach letting out a low chuff when he was within what he thought was a hearing range. “Hello,” Savitr greeted her with an easy smile. ”It is a beautiful view, is it not?” A beauty he could appreciate even if it was at an intentional distance.