Ravenshook Cliffs in your arms

Omg yessss

He decided to take a day trip to get to know the area.
Where there were the flatlands where the moors lay, the land gave rise to high cliffs where the water crashed against the base, eating the land like Tundra told him.
He hadn't yet seen a seaside storm.
Lucky.

He soon decided that the drizzle wasn't too welcome beside the expansive body of water.
His tail lashed with irritation. He wanted a nap.
Still, there was a form up ahead so he decided it would be a good time to interact.
Rusalka needed more paws for food.

He drew closer, his scent was blowing towards the other.
He was cautious, chuffing to announce his presence.
His head dipped, tail waving levelly to show he was harmless.
Little did he know it was his sister.