Northstar Vale Moonage Dream

His mind traced the mountain top as his ears focused on the river below, the pefect distraction to unwinding his nerves and relaxing the muscles that felt drawn and ready for all too long. He could feel every breath as they drew in and out, feeling completely at one with his own body in a moment of meditation - then the fur along his nape prickled at the sensation of being watched.

Breaking his mediation, his head wips around in one direction then the next, searching for the eyes he felt along him. The second glance granted him the sight of those eyes, peering in his direction. Though she did not seem aggressive, he was on alert with her mute presence. Letting out a chuff as a not-so-friendly but not-quite-aggressive greeting, plume of white forming from his lips and disappearing in the breeze just as quickly.

What could she possiby want?