It was morning in Storm Reach. The sun was out with a slight cold chill in the air. This didn't bother Eabha in the slightest because she could easily deal with much harsher conditions easily like champ. Her body and hooves were specifically made for climbing the steepest, highest, rocky conditions, despite her large size. As she got closer the smell of wolves filled her nostrils. She knew she needed to be careful. But just because she was careful, doesn't mean she was scared. She had two deadly horns and she wasn't afraid to use them. She meant no harm to any creature, she was simply a traveler that's all. As she walked she sang a song mother used to sing to her. Her voice was absolutely beautiful as the words left her mouth. "My mother told me not to fear the steep mountain, for I was made to own it. My hooves never fail me for I climb high, I own the mountain, I know it." Yes, a song of the harsh mountains her mother sang to her. She knew so many other songs as well, even some she made up herself. She sang to her heart's content as she walked with her horns held high.