Gyrfalcon's Keep i've seen you fly on paper wings halfway across the world

The immature Ollivander could not help but to explode into a fit of laughter, he swung his head back to look at the child, his olive colored eyes glimmering with mischief. Yep, good ol' butt eggs for breakfast, he snorted while a smile began to spread on his muzzle, A real treat he barked before turning his head back to face the slippery trail they had ahead.

Time after time the shuffling of rocks and the sound of the rolling pebbles made his head turn back -- his eyes widened each time as if he expected to see the child falling helplessly into the abyss. Thankfully -- and luckily for him -- the kid had moves up his sleeve, every time he slipped he caught himself.

Hang in there kiddo, we're almost there he barked while giving the young boy an encouraging wave of his tail. The chirps and squawks of the birds were getting louder, signaling that they were just a step away from their precious prize.