Sun Mote Copse She paints me blue again

Avery flexed her toes against the boulder's rough hewn surface as Sugar continued to examine it from all fours, commenting on its origin as she circled. The revelation that standing on top of it would be like standing on a mountain was a massive draw to Avery, and it gave her heart a secret little thrill; but after a few more moments of contemplation, Sugar seemed to conclude that it wasn't such a great plan after all.

She frowned and dropped her forepaws back into the water with a small splash. She was disappointed, but as she backed up a few paces and looked over the boulder with a critical eye, she realized that Sugar was probably right. It certainly wouldn't be easy to climb up, even if they assisted each other somehow, and although she had been excited by the prospect, she was still a little wary of its safety. What if the rock wasn't all that sturdy in the water, and they fell or got hurt? The logical Elwood inside her shushed her bold inner Finley, and she nodded her head.

"Yeah, p-probably not," she agreed, her brows still creased in thought.