Sheepeater Cliff And walk among long, dappled grass

Saena couldn't remember the last time she'd travelled as much with the intent of finding other wolves. She was somewhat loathe to leave her vale, but Warbone was even moreso, and she could leave it in his capable paws while she ranged out in search of those who heard the wild like they did. The animal in her, newly awakened, was determined to make the vale fully theirs, but formidable as they were, she and Warbone couldn't hold it alone.

Her search took her up into the mountains overlooking the flatlands. The glint of the Whitefish caught her eyes as she jogged across the rolling top of the expansive Sheepeater Cliffs. The namesake bighorns dotted the sheer cliffs, well out of her reach, and she mostly ignored them. Should they cross over to the vale side of the mountains, they would serve as a healthy food source for a pack, but here they were too far away and too dangerous to pursue. She swung her head low and drew in a deep breath, seeking the recent scent of wolves, but she didn't detect anything noteworthy here. Shaking her head lightly, Saena pressed on further along the cliff.

@Brontide