Ankyra Sound Mont Blanc Radiance

"Meaning that they are petrified remains of wolves, who refused to cooperate and wanted to live alone?" Dwin tilted her head to the side, as she asked it. This was a very interesting idea, except, what kind of loner and misanthrope in a wolf-sense you had to be to become an actual cliff? "Which means that we are getting on their nerves right now too. And that rockslides are their way of shooing away people, when they have had enough of them prancing around and on top of them?" here she remembered an old tale of a girl, who had cried herself to a stone, because her mate had drowned in a lake. Or a sea? She did not remember. 

"How long is it until sunset?" she asked Val, because he had suggested that something spectacular was going to happen by the ocean-side around that time. "What exactly we will be looking at?" she was thinking along the lines of a mermaid disco, kelpie horror show or something sad and romantic. The boring stuff.