The central mountains were a very large mountain range. Each mountain taller than the next, and each pass much different than the last. She was suppose to be scouting out one of the passes that had proved to be dangerous for those within Faustben. Too many wolves, too many slides, and thieves that liked to frequent this pass were all very troublesome to Ithunvel's people. So Vedette sat there on a high shelf of rock that jutted out over the pass itself and watched for movement. She could stay here for weeks and never tire of the cold, or of the lack of company. It was just as well to be alone.

( She enjoyed being alone. )