Self-Made Declaration

Shilah scrambled up the rocky trail, pausing long enough to pear down the drop to his right. Yikes… they were definitely up high enough. He turned around to see how Lynvarr was doing before he continued on. He pressed his left side up against the rocky surface of the mountain. Truth be told he was more of a plains sort of wolf. Mountains were not his forté. Clouds were starting to gather on the horizon and Shilah wondered if they shouldn't start turning back.

He paused as he noticed the path was taking a sharp turn to left. He quickly pulled out his map and charcoal pencil, sketching in the turn as he waited for Lynvarr to catch up.