Moonspear and if i don't answer, i'd hang around

Osiris could feel Arcturus on his heels, and it prompted him to quicken his pace. Though he was not the quickest of the pack, he was gifted with the capacity to endure. Mountain climbing was not his forte—not yet, at least—but their game allowed him the practice that he needed. 

Slowing only when the ledge of Moonspear's middling territory was overhead, Osiris lept to grab at the shelf with his forepaws. He hung there as his hind legs sought their footing, desperately attempting—and failing, for the most part— to push himself upward.