Shadow Mountain but i just have to tell you that i love you so much these days

@Venamis maybe?

the blackbird's excursions took her further from merrick's touch, which she left only ruefully -- there would be time once their claim was fortified, but for now, the world must be made of their presence. she marked every stone she was able in bearclaw, yet eventually a scent drew the shade from her haunt, and well into the opening gut of the mountains.

she had been here before. her gaze roved the jagged peaks, falling along the snow-clad shoulders of the mountain. somewhere was the scent of bighorn; her stomach roared, but the scent was stale and the pass full of icy teeth. she would not risk it.

electing to rest, astara curled up next to the spine of a split rock and dozed fitfully. soon the snow that fell to her back had covered her nearly entirely, making her appear as just another snow-covered rock to bepopulate the landscape.