Redhawk Caldera Tread With Caution

A field killed off by the cold leads to the base of an odd looking moutain. Though, as the silver wolf trots closer, she doesn't believe that it is an ordinary mountain. The top of it is flat, looking as if a bird's wing may have sheard off the top. What a strange sight,Rain mused, stopping at the bottom.

Archin her neck back, she tilts her head to the side while glancing up. The slope of this strange mountain goes up at a very steep angle, making the possibility of climbing quite a difficult feat. She wonders if anyone has ever managed to make it to the top, but doubts that there is any chance of that. If she could find anyone with knowledge of this mountain, then that would satisfy her.