Porcupine Ridge Some prefaced with ZYR-OHT-OHT-MET

Though she be but little, she was fierce. Hex found himself bowled over, and before he knew it, she had him pinned. 

Leaving? he managed, looking completely bemused. Going where? And why?!

That question hadn't yet been answered when Pakasqa joined her sister in detaining him, and a frustrated growl rose in his throat as he cast a gimlet golden gaze between the two. 

I can't leave, he barked. This is my mountain—our mountain, Hex amended, looking for some kind of argument to get them to stay. 

Through his anger and panic, he realized he might well be trying to convince himself of the same.