Dragoncrest Cliffs skipping like a stone

all welcome, attn: @Sobeille

The salty smell of the air draws him north along the coastline. He passes by a gentle sound, then continues further northeast toward vertigo-inducing cliff faces. There are clear signs of a pack here, but all the strongest marks belong to women. It is a curious thing, and he looks both ways before skulking across the invisible-to-the-eye boundary on tall, white legs.
He knows this move is bold, but something about it sends a delicious chill down his spine.