Twisted Slough With a dare comes a promise.

He started after her, his ebony claws digging into the hard and chilled soil, unclogging and shifting the packed in vessels of rock and debris.He staye behind her, ensuring he was only just an angle off that would give him enough time to catch her if she slid of lost her grip. The Slough wasn't a tall mound, but he didn't want to take any chances.

Off in the distance, the forest welcomed them once they got to the top, and she thanked him with a light touch to his maw, her own scraping with feathery scant against the side of his own. Dipping his own crown to lightly nose the base of her ear, he returned her gratitude as he relished the brine smell of the water-found wolfdog. She wouldn't even know it, but he appreciated her more than she could fathom. Both her and Gwen were the keys to his own shackles, and they held that wight in his life without treason. He couldn't thank them enough, so he wouldn't start now.

While they made it to the crest of the slough, the dark guardian adjusted his body to an angle that would allow him to scale the minor mountain a bit more easier. He had observed goats do this tactic, and he molded it into his own routine years ago, choosing today to unearth his wisdom and pass it to Kai for her own safekeeping and safety. With hinds lowering first, it heightened the chance of her being able to pull herself back up and not tilt over should she lose her balance. And from there, she could use whatever she feltmore comfortable using to find the ledge that would hold her forelimbs as she lowered herself.

Illustrating such, he brought the lower half of his body down to a slight ledge on the slough, and sought out the next piece with his eyes. Another part of the way down, he felt with his lower limbs and found a sectioned off niche in the wall, and kept himself with it, lowering and inching himself down as it called for it. Again, he periodically looked up to make sure she waas okay.