Self-Made Declaration

Lynvarr paused at another pine tree, repeating his scratching ritual as he sought to make sure they didn't get lost. Not that it was totally necessary on this stretch. A wolf could only go forward or back, there weren't many other options. Lyn gazed out at the mountainous terrain. There were many such narrow crossings. In some ways it was amazing anything lived out here but he supposed it was a haven for mountain goats and bighorn sheep. Predators would need to be sure-footed to hunt in this terrain and he imagined most would prefer more fertile hunting grounds. He was just about to continue when Shilah jumped back into him. Lyn quickly grabbed the man and pulled him next to the cliffside before turning to look at the woman that seemed to be working her way down the path. He dipped his head in greeting. "Hello, how's the climb up from here?"