Moonspear Where Devils Tread

After her burst of joy, she stood for a moment looking at the ground and catching her breath. Her ear twitched at the sound of a stranger's voice. She turned her head in his direction and laid eyes on his large dark red and brown frame accented with patches of black. His eyes a yellow that completed his color palette of a dark autumn night. Paeon thought for a moment how much better he might look come fall. 

He dipped down his head to her and offered a polite greeting all the while keeping her in his line of sight. "Hello there," she responded with a smile on her face lowering her head in return and lifting her right paw slightly before continuing. "The spear? Is that the name of this mountain? If so, it is quite aptly named given how sharp and piercing some of those rocks were getting up here." she stated with a sense of humor. "I'm new to this region and thought it might be nice to get a better sense of my surroundings as well as partake in a physical challenge. What about you?" 

She looked over the male and saw that he was not as fatigued as she was. Perhaps he had gotten up the mountain sometime before her and already had had time to rest.