Tourist Attraction

When Ignatius had first arrived he'd thought the same thing. Remembering that amused him. How quickly he seemed to have adapted to his new life in this new place. It was almost easy to forget he'd been forced to flee here only a few seasons ago. "I suppose they are pretty impressive," he mused. The redwood trees in Fyri were at least as tall if not taller, but also not really climbable so he supposed that the practically mile high trees here were more fun.

"Not quite," he visibly shuddered at the memory of climbing far past his comfort zone after his reckless sister. She'd also decided that being the first one up wasn't enough and nearly pushed him out of the tree trying to be the first one down. "I usually prefer to keep my paws on solid ground if I can help it. But you don't have to get all the way to the top to get a pretty awesome view." After a moment of consideration, he added, "If you want some climbing company, I might be able to remember the best spot up there."