Moonspear i'll be good

Nikai's experience was very little things affected really big things. Just look at Moonspear in all its grandeur; it seemed that nothing could touch this mountain in any significant way. Nothing could destroy it. Nikai looked thoughtful and nodded at Jarilo's comment, and decided to let it sit for a bit, to think it over so that he could consider it more thoroughly.

The ground, or mountains or volcanoes; it seemed to make sense, and that lead Nikai to thoughts about how the world in general came into existence. How did all other nature come to exist? It wasn't just rocks... While Nikai overthought all of this Jarilo mentioned how one would figure it out considering rocks don't tell. The trick is to find someone who's got stories about it, Nikai decided then. Passed down through generations from wolves who have seen them be created. His eyes shimmered as he thought about that, as it combined his wanderlust with his storytelling capabilities to think of finding wolves who knew more about this stuff.