Little Goat Mountain rocky mountain high

of course!

the pale figure caught his eye immediately, stark against the rocky backdrop. surya gave him a quiet whuff of greeting and a wag of his tail, trotting up to meet the stranger. it was another yearling, rangy and long-legged, who clearly lived in the mountains by his scent.

hello, surya said, beaming warmly at the other young man, then pitched his voice lower: playful, conspiratorial. i'm hunting goats—would you like to join me?

might as well cut right to the chase. they could share, after all, especially if luck was on their side. it was a good day for a gest—and a useful one, at that! besides, it was clearly beneficial to make friends and allies in these parts. aphrodite clearly had a friend in the form of aiolos, and the man's aid had been crucial in bringing her home.