Moonstone Quarry i am thankful for all the different ways to eat potatoes

set for 3/28

he'd slipped more than once on his way down the quarry, inky legs now cut up and pooling beads of crimson as he continued along his path of choice. one misstep would result in another graze along his limbs, leaving his fur stained scarlet more than it already was. thankfully, it seemed his stroke of misfortune had come to an end as he neared a ledge that hovered directly above one of the several pools lining the bottom.

he crept forward just enough to peek over the edge of the ridge, his sight revealing the drop to be no more than a few feet high. the water itself looked deep enough, and so without much thought on the consequences of his actions, astaroth backpedaled a few paces away, lined himself up, and then sprung forward on steady legs, intending to leap from the ledge he'd been on and land directly in the center of the pool below.