Moonspear Take us down

She gestured up the hill, and Dune followed, trotting along and eager to see what she had in store next. The white wolf was still figuring out how to best traverse the slopes, but he felt like he was doing a pretty good job of it. He had grown up on the flat tundra, but the mountains were now his home. If he was going to live here, he was going to need to be able to travel at least in his own home.

They stopped quite a bit up the face of the mountain, and there, Dune gave Wraen a questioning look, wondering what she planned to do from here. She still had the skull in her mouth, so he awaited further instructions, verbal or otherwise.