Little Goat Mountain baby, if you like it

need more work, he decided after a moment. that's okay, mira said, i just wanted to know. he huffed out a breath, moving his head over the prey with a growl hovering in his throat. mira had no reaction and assumed it was a sign of his hunger for the ewe. 

i was born on a mountain not too far from here. my mother and her mother before her both lead the place with great strength. she paused briefly, but a few years ago a tradgedy there killed my mother. i was still very young and did not know what to do, so i fled. she shook her head, as if dissapointed in her former self. but i know that the mountain is meant to be mine, as it belongs to my bloodline. so i'm planning to take it. she licked her lips. 

problem is, i've heard there are wolves there, so there might be a few obstacles. that's why i plan to build an army. and when we conquer the place, my army will become my most trusted wolves. 

her gaze had drifted off while she spoke, but with this she looked back to him, eyes burning. would he be willing to aid her plans?