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

The Blackthorn didn't love the having nothing to live for jab, but he was well enough distracted. The stranger's words contradicted themselves, making Penn quirk a brow. The fun way was not for the old and cautious. But, maybe this guy was a bit of a lunatic. Penn rolled with that assumption rather than bother to explain it further.

"Suit yourself," he quipped as he turned and looked down along the slope. It wasn't a sheer drop, though it was steep enough that no one but the most reckless and haphazard of creatures would try to hoof it, especially not when it was raining and the ground had so recently proven itself to be unstable. Penn, of course, was a very reckless and haphazard creature. He trotted to the edge of the ridge, wagged his tail once, and hopped down.

He began to slide the moment his paws hit the slope. Swiftly, he picked up his paws and began to run, his momentum increasing swiftly with the help of the steep decline. He managed to keep his paws beneath him for about twenty seconds before he simply couldn't any longer, at which point he began to tumble and roll with a yelp that was a well-balanced mix of amusement and oh fuck, what did I do.

As Penn had estimated, though, the slope ended sharply into a flattened plain before he was too well and truly fucked. He slammed into the debris with a loud outcry of FUCK!, smushing uncomfortably into the muddy floor. He paused there for a moment to catch his breath before trying to struggle out. That's when he realized he'd banged his shoulder super good. Penn was tough, though, and headstrong. He ignored it as he pulled himself up, took a few steps, and gave his coat a good shake.

His heart was pounding, his entire body ached, but he still began to laugh as he looked up at the cliff he'd started from. It hadn't seemed nearly that far when he'd first scoped it out. That had seriously not been very smart of him at all. "Actually, the fun way is pretty safe too!" Penn called up to Donovan, wincing as a breath triggered some pain in one of his bruises.