Moonstone Quarry black vultures circling the sky

The familiar sound of tumbling rocks echoed once again behind her, though this time the noise was considerably closer. The grey male must have decided to follow her after all. She looked for him, glancing back over her shoulder only to see him pressed up against the hard stone walls of the quarry, looking rather uneasy. Frøya raised a brow at him, a teasing grin spreading across her charcoal lips that quickly widened into a smile in response to his question. "No, just more agile than you it seems." The female jested back with a playful wave of her tail, a daring look flashing in her deep orange eyes before she bound forwards again, as if proving her point to him.

She could only follow the path for so long before it led to a dead end, requiring her to find another trail to follow that was accessable from her position. Below her she had spotted a large boulder, its size ample enough to provide a suitable platform to look out from, but the rocks surrounding it looked unstable. Unsure whether to risk sliding her way down to boulder or finding another way to proceed, she turned back to the male. "Can you see an easier way down?" She asked him, her dark brows furrowing in consideration of their options.