Lion Head Mesa Aquiline

@Birk, Sorry for the wait!

climbing had been an ill fated venture from the start, yet the boy was stubborn and thoroughly determined to climb a mountain, be it this day or another. He made made it perhaps three meters up a particularly steep mess of rocks, after careful analyses of the best path which proved to be a failure none the less. His stumble was minor, but in seconds he was back where he had started, landing awkwardly and with multiple cuts and bruises to his name. 

Realizing quickly that this, perhaps, was not the best mountain to climb, he sat with a sigh, nursing half heartedly a small cut on his foreleg, peering at the mountain from the corner of his eye with displeasure.