...n a goat track. Loose stones made the footing uncertain and was probably the undoing of the victim. Being four-footed was certainly an advantage under these conditions. As I climbed, I began to hear voices calling out to their fallen comrade and occasionally getting a pained response. I was close now. I came around a bend and saw three people standing on the trail. Two were what I thought to be timber wolves, male & female. The third was a human girl who spotted me coming.
"Look, it's a chakat, perhaps shi can help us," she announced to her friends.
"Hello, your two companions alerted us and help is on the way; I'm the advance party. Now I would appreciate it if you would move away from the edge before you give me more victims to deal with," I brusquely stated. The ninnies had been precariously perched on the edge trying to see their companion. I located a suitable outcropping of rock and anchored my prehensile tail around it. The mountainside would have to break apart before my tail would lose its grip. Then I was able to lean far over the edge to peer down to the human male lying awkwardly on the ledge below. The descent would not be hard, although it was just about impossible without the proper equipment. I pulled myself back then hauled a rope out of my carisak. Firmly anchoring it to the same outc...