Shadow Mountain Energized like a nine volt, ice cold.

He walked for a long time lost in his thoughts before he registered the presence of someone else. The beast stopped walking and looked around but didn't see anyone. His senses were sharp, meaning he rarely missed much, so he was sure he had heard the sound of steps on the rock-strewn ground somewhere behind him. Midar walked in the direction he thought the other to be in, hackles raising in preparation for a fight. He stopped after a few steps, looking around again, is amethyst gaze searching the area again but coming up blank. Finally he called out, Whoever is out there, show yourself. He lowered his head a lifted his lip, readying himself for whatever stepped out from the shadows.