Bearclaw Valley Noticed

Arlette's cheerful response and overall demeanor was enough for Nuna and, since happiness was an infective state, she was soon smiling and wagging her tail as well. They disentangled from each other and the girl measured the tree trunk up and down with a look. It did seem to be in a good position and just in the right angle to be used as a ladder to get out of this hole. She had spent here the last quarter of an hour and had had enough of it already.

Nuna retreated some steps, found the spot on the tree that she wanted to reach, took few strides and jumped up. Her paws made contact with the trunk and she clawed her way upwards. This took more effort than she had initially anticipated - the climb was steep and her body was giving in to the laws of gravity all to willingly. But determination paid off, when she reached the edge of the pit, and with one final pull made all the way up and collapsed in a tired heap of limbs and body on the solid, horizontal ground.

She had not forgotten her friend though, after a brief respite, the masked girl was back to the edge and looking to see, if Arlette was making any progress as well.