Moonspear Can I follow you? Cause my mom told me to follow my dreams

Mountains sucked. And so did mountain climbing. What kind of "Zane" (sane) wolf would think it would be a cool idea to establish a pack close to a mountain? At least some (in)Zane (sane) wolves did because their faint scents still lingered here in the area.

And you know what sucked even more? Climbing higher and higher because it became more steep and dangerous. Besides that, breathing started to get heavy as his condition could be slightly much better. Every step along the way Dragonfly felt like he was dying a little more.

A little bit higher his honey-brown eyes spotted another wolf. Ah, at least he wasn't the only one trying his luck -- or rather -- be at wit's end. "Hey, you ..there --.." Dragonfly said with a pause to huff and to puff. "Why are you climbing so high? I mean that's ..in..sane..right?"

Luckily for Dragonfly, he met Zane. Who was, in fact, quite sane.

Get it?