Moonspear There's a girl.

good to be back!! :D <3

He huffs in acknowledgement. Eyes passing from the pointed turn of her head, below into the yawning cliffs. With slow paws, he angles closer—

And sure enough, goats. Grazing, yet oblivious to the presence of the watching predators above.

Tsar takes a long, greedy inhale of their scent and shares a glance towards the stranger girl. Between the two of them, they could have a feast felled, surely.

She doesn't seem keen on words, and that's fine by him. He turns away from her, shoulders clenching with mounting eagerness for a hunt and begins to make his way down one of the natural trails burned into the peak.