Moonspear dictator of the world

Dash was constantly trying to find new outlets for his energy. He never realized just how much he had until he was confined to a certain area. He was doing all he could to make the best of it, though. Always up and down the mountain, his body began to fill out, gaining muscle from the strength it took to climb the glorified hill.

Today, he was exerting himself as much as he could, climbing a rocky part of mountain, his nails digging in when he started to slide a little. It worked just about every muscle in his body, some he never realized he had. But, it felt great. His path lead him across Charon's, which he noted was recent. He followed it, his sides heaving as he met up with his leader. He laid down on his side, sucking in air as he looked over to Charon. "You're always looking at the view," he said. Dash still didn't see the big deal, but to each his own, he supposed.