Mount Apikuni it's not a problem if you're awesome at it.

Penn hadn't paid any attention to what direction he was going when he's left. He'd just gone. He ran, trying to leave behind the hurt and the anger that had been his farewell gift from his brief homecoming at the Copse as fast as he could. Unfortunately, emotion was something you carried with you, not something you could stick under a rock and walk away from. It stuck to him like the eternal dampness that clung to his fur from this infernal rain, so all he could do after his limbs were too tired to run anymore was to lie there and be saturated with it.

He'd slept for a while then and his days a mix of bad dreams and bad daydreams. The rain had driven him out of the plains and up into higher ground where he'd found a nice, dark cave to crawl into. He might've gone straight Gollum at that point and never emerged again were it not for this particular morning when he'd awoken from a nightmare where he'd been drowning to find himself lying in a good four inches of water.

Penn jolted to his feet, snorting water out of his nostrils and coughing it out of his lungs. He looked around him, his ears perked and listening to the rain splattering against his roof in buckets. His eyes were quick to focus in the dark on a trickle of water that was steadily flowing down the wall to his right like a tiny waterfall, then over to the next, and the next, and the next. He frowned, then his eyes snapped wide and he bolted for the entrance, barely making it out before the sound of collapsing rock grew loud enough to deafen the thunder.

The yearling sprinted along the ridge he'd followed to find the cave, then darted up a few cliffs to get himself out safely out of the way of the landslide. It was over in less than thirty seconds, though he could hear rocks tumbling down into the fiery orange and gold trees below for a few seconds longer. He dropped to his haunches and bowed his head, trembling. That had been uncomfortably close, and yet after a minute or so, he grinned and a laugh shook out of his lungs. Adrenaline was fun. God, he hadn't laughed in days.

Still shaking with the remainder of his amusement, he looked skyward and breathed deep. "Ahh... fuck... Now what," he said to himself, sighing and turning to look off towards the valley that stretched out to his left towards the horizon.