Whitefish River And if the night is burning,

She started to slow down, not because of exhaustion (so she would claim) but the factor her nose was close to the ground, and they were close to the mountainside. Faintly should she smell but a group of them, but they only needed one. A group was troublesome in the way of horns can be tricky, especially if one of them was rather injured. She didn't want to cause more of an issue, nor' agitate any aggressive males in the area.

"They're up there, there some right, and some on the left, take your pick on what we should do." Perhaps the group of goats were licking the salts on the mountainside, but faintly she could smell them so reaching further upwards. They could not see, but she could smell them.