It felt like every day their freedom was expanding a little more. First, their world had been the den. Then they had been allowed to explore a specific section of forest attached to the family den. Despite these new freedoms, Wylan wanted more. He wanted to see everything! He wanted to climb and see what the world looked like from above. The way the birds saw the world. He had found a tree that looked especially promising, and dragged Warden there with him. He put a paw on the toppled tree, and tested its strength. It had landed nestled between two other trees, and made a sort of ramp up. "What do you think, do you think we can climb it?" He asked. Warden's opinion was especially important to him. "Speech"

Expanding worlds. Expanding universes. Their worlds were only going to get bigger, broader, wilder. Warden didn’t know exactly what that was going to look like, but he knows it’s going to be big. Everything is going to be big. Everything is going to be wild and wonderful, and he’s ready. He’s so ready.

They could be outside. This was the best development so far. Wylan had already developed a habit of dragging him here and there, but really? Warden was perfectly happy with that. The two of them were already thick as thieves. He was happy to be out, happy to be in the world, happy to be doing things. If he could do them with Wylan, that was all the better.

As for the tree? Warden wandered up to it, sniffing at it casually. “Bet we can, maybe if we help each other?” It was tall, but seemed to come together before him like rungs of a ladder. The boy looked to Wylan, eyebrows raised. Who was going first?

"Speech"

“Good thinking!” Wylan was quick to agree. He trotted around the base of the fallen tree, sniffing it curiously as he considered their options. “Alright, Warden, hop on, and I'll catch you if you fall?” He suggested. His brother didn’t have the right claws for purchase in the bark that Wylan did, so that made sense, right? He wanted to be able to catch his brother if he started to fall. He looked to the white wolf and waited for his brother to agree. He moved forward, and nudged his head nose into his brother's wing-pattern and grinned at him. Of all their siblings, Warden was the most like him. Maybe that was what drew him to his brother so readily. "Speech"

It was a big enough tree, but Warden was pretty well convinced that he could handle it. The boy nodded to Wylan, considering for a long moment. Yeah, they could do it. They could do it together, he was almost certain. "Once I'm up, I'll help pull you up too." He promised, a sense of finality in his words. The plan seemed like a good one in his head, at least.

Well, no better time than the present. Warden threw himself at the fallen tree, gripping with his claws and scrambling with his toes. Grumbling to himself as he did, the boy bore down. Gritting his teeth, pinning his ears clear to his skull. He grunted with the effort, finally finding purchase with his back legs. Finding a foothold of sorts on the tree, and dragging himself up the side of the stump. Scrambling and fighting, Warden hauled himself upon the felled tree, panting as he did. Finally collapsing forward, but at least he was up. "I dunno why that was harder than it looked." He turned to Wylan as he finally clamored back to his feet, catching his breath. He'd done it, at least. "Ready?"

"Speech"

Wylan’s tail was wiggling so hard, that there was some definitive movement in the butt region as well. “That’s a great idea!” He agreed, he watched as Warden started to scramble up the tree. Seeing his struggle, Wylan pushed against the white wolf's butt a few times. Likely hindering more than helping as he tried to assist his brother up the trunk. Taking a deep breath to prepare himself - he saw how much trouble Warden had had) he reached up, resting his weight on the trunk. He did a little hop, which didn’t get him much clearance, even with his wings flaring. There was no helping it, he had to scramble as well. Digging in his claws, which found purchase surprisingly easily in the bark, he pulled himself up onto the tree with considerably less effort. He shuffled into place beside his brother. “Phew! Okay, now what?” "Speech"