Sheepeater Cliff i am the wild one take me now.

It was only a short time after Vienna had decided to end her wandering for the season and settle into really helping her packmates to prepare for winter. Yet here she was. These western lands had called to her and her adventurous mind was unable to ignore their siren. Besides, she hadn't wandered that far.

These cliffs were an area she had already walked, but never had she stopped to really look around. She could see the nearby Plateau, but ignored the draw to perhaps visit some of the aquaintances she had made there. Today she was here, and here she would explore.

Besides, she had company here, it seemed. Vienna had been nearing the cliff's edge herself when she spotted the other, looking as though she might be on some sort of mission. She was certainly walking with a focus. Vienna was slowly discovering a predilection for high places (only making her surname even more obviously fitting) so the proximity to the edge did not bother her one bit. She was curious, though, as to what brought her (potential) new friend up here.

Trotting over to where Finley traveled, she cocked her head questioningly. "Whatcha up to?"

She really needed to work on her introductions.