Moonspear Show me your peace sign.

Mountains. 

As they reached the foothills, he tilted his head back to gaze upward toward the rising, tumbling, craggy slope of Moonspear which...To say the least, was intimidating. Wolves actually lived on those slopes? It looked like they were pretty much all sheer drops, with some green spaces that proved at least some plants could cling and grow on the mountainside. He swallowed hard, thinking of all the climbing he'd have to do, just to go from the borders back up the slope of the mountain where he could rest...For sure, leg day had just begun, and it didn't look like it was going to end any time soon. 

Still, he summoned whatever bravado he had when Meerkat spoke up, and he nodded. He nuzzled her cheek in return, and gestured with a tip of his nose. "They know you better; you do the honours," He insisted quietly.