Frostfire Ridge goat simulator

suliya nods, sharp and precise, before peeling off to the side as they reach the peak. her paws move with practiced ease, finding purchase on slick stone, muscles shifting beneath her stark pelt as she maneuvers into position.

her breath is steady, controlled. she watches blackfell from the corner of her eye, tracking his movement, waiting for the moment to strike.

the goat is close. she can feel it.