Lone Star Mountain that guy's brain is a bag full of cats

@Menta - pp done lovingly and with all the permissions

Menta had been the one to suggest it - apparenly this mountain looked like it was topped with a star when viewed from the right angle.  Being from a northern territory, Banner hadn't been able to see it, but she did take her friend at her word and so they'd decided to take a trip to Lone Star Mountain on this mercifully cooler summer night.  Banner made sure to prepare for their trip by sleeping in and by the time they reached their current spot, she was glad that she'd started off their journey well-rested.

It hadn't been easy going, of course.  This barren mountain was rockier than the others she'd explored, but it wasn't anything the two young females couldn't handle.  Banner's steps were careful and she'd paid much more attention to her surroundings than usual.  Death by mountain wasn't something she'd envisioned for herself or her cream friend.

Their decision to not venture to the very top was a wise one.  She eyed the frozen cap of the mountain warily from their current position where she was comfortably sprawled out on her side, clearly relaxed in her current company.  That journey didn't seem like a fun one.  Exploration was one thing, but going up there was suicidal.  They'd chosen a safe ridge, one with no obstructions to the night sky.  Menta had wanted to look at the stars and Banner needed to get out of the Keep again (even if just for one night), so why not?

She huffed when the crack of rams butting their horns together rang out in the still night air.  "Don't they have anything better to do?" she mumbled, not nearly as agitated by the sound as she let on.  "Males.." she added in a grumbly tone.