Nocturne Summit the darkness shines in my days

Oh. He supposed he had heard that one before, that mountains were sacred or something along that same vein. His was only in story and myth and since he made his own home on a peak, well.. he probably took that measure for granted a bit.

Anyway: best to leave the spirits to the professionals, then. Well. I see, he breathed after that. There was a lot he could say but an answer was the best place to start. I don't know of anything quite like that near here--not that I've heard about, Antares shook his head gently. If not claimed pack turf, he could go as he pleased. I live on a mountain even, my family has for generations now.. so to me, they're the standard, he went on to say after a slow exhale. The very ideal. But, I suppose we have been taught to revere the mountains in our own way, too. A sense imbued on him from his family who coveted the very thing. Just not kept away from them, though, he said, pointing there as what had caught him off guard in the first place when his family had sought them out before, and lorded over them currently.