Two Rivers Isle ELSA, PLEASE DON'T SLAM MY MEMES

She didn't take them very far, but for the pup it was far enough to be excited about. Usually he had to sneak his way out this far! Those adventures had been far apart since the bear, for the boy had already learned that the world was far from rainbows and happiness. It'd tempered him, but almost nothing was as scary as Malice hoisting him up onto the rock. He was level with his dark mother, which he did admittedly like, but as the little boy looked past his dark paws to the ground, he stiffened. Sure it wasn't really all that far, nothing compared to the rock they'd climbed to get here, but it was making him uncomfortable. He grumbled, his coat puffing out nervously as he looked desprately to Malice with a whine and a paw paddling towards her. This, he didn't like, even if it did put him closer to her face. 
When she didn't move him right away, the chestnut boy growled again and layed down, slithering on his belly off of the stone and hitting the ground on his belly with a thump and a grunt.