Thanks to Nova, Camio was no tenderfoot to scaling these mountains. He had gone over them once to Magnolia Glen, back over them to Secret Woodlands, and now over them to live in Broken Timber Pines. His paws were already roughing up from living by the falls. Today had him mending away from the falls. He found himself scaling up the mountains. Again.

Leaving his family with silent kisses and goodbyes he promised to be back by sundown. He even said that if Nalda behaved for Nova he might bring her back a gift. Perhaps he could find a bird or old animal hide to give to his daughter. Of course he wasn't sure what he may find for her to enjoy. It seemed he may have been running short on ideas for once in his life. Often times he was full of ideas for everything and anything. Yet today his mind seemed so distant from his body.

Reaching the top of the mountain the whipping wind that he was familiar with caressed his fur. The mountain was welcoming him home. Part of him fully believe that the mountain was made for him, the other part told him he was being foolish. His daughter would not survive up here even if she did have "mountain blood" in her from Nova. That's when it struck him. What if he did live on the mountain alone? No one could bother him and the chores of fatherhood wouldn't pester him. While the idea did seem rather nice he knew he couldn't. Truly fatherhood may have been the next best thing besides mating with Nova.

Looking about he caught sight of a wolf. She looked oddly like...Nova? Barking out his voice was deep and rough over the wind. "Nova? I thought I left you at the Timbers..." Truly confusion was painted all over him. Why was Nova here with him? Or was it Nova?