Blackbeak Bluff Casser une Jambe

Phobos approached the cliffside with an air of caution. Ledges had always made him nervous, but the air was carrying a scent that put him particularly on edge today. Clouded by the smell of his surroundings, he could not discern what it was.

With Pepper close behind he felt relatively safe, however. He was no longer on his own - if something were to happen he knew the other wouldn't leave him.