Spotted Eagle Mountain there's really no way of winning

"I see."

Looking forward, she could see the distance drop of the cliffs. Stranger of willows was a lone traveler. How far she had gone for a pack wolf. Scaling a mountain was no quick choice! Maybe to stranger, mountains were her sand.

She does not come closer, only sits and mimics the royal woman she met before; the one with lush fur and jade eyes. So, her tail curls over her paws! Perhaps this stranger would choose to see her as a great royal too! Fancy, fancy moves.

"Why has she come alone?"