Sheepeater Cliff i knew but i forgot

the young osprey kept fine pace with the glen-man, and he smiled briefly to himself as they climbed. at length, a thin, long ledge became reachable; lasher gestured that they should pause here, to regain their bearings. as he perched precariously upon the stone lip, he gazed down with dizzy joy at the ground far below them, and grinned brightly at the young outrider.

murkwater gaze traveled upward; he spotted the thin footpath of the mountain sheep, and presently he heard their bleating. gingerly, he straddled the tiny trail and began to haul himself higher, eyes casting sideways to monitor junior's progress.