Did You Just Drink That? That's Nitroglycerin!

Tamsyn was beginning to wonder if her drive to indulge the curiosities she had never been allowed to explore might just be the death of her. The day before she had ended her journey on the shore that now lay behind her. It had been a clear night, plenty clear enough to spot the island that was surely within swimming distance. It of course made her curious and that morning she had woken up with the sole intention of going to said island... only to see everything shrouded in fog and mist. It made her doubt her own memory for a moment, but after waiting for the sun to fully rise and for the mist to disparate a bit, she could begin to see the rocky landscape of the island begin to poke though. With her will to visit the unknown island renewed, she took off across the water to find it.

However, now that she had actually made it to the opposite shore she was wondering why she had wanted to come here in the first place. Everything just appeared to be rocky, steep terrain without much interest. Her mint eyes scanned the cliff ahead of her and spotted a few places where she may be able to find a path up toward the top. The promise of a strenuous climb to keep her occupied and the possibility of something curious being at the top was enough to get her paws moving again. The ebony loner started the steady climb confident and sure footed, but as she got about half way up and the ledges became more and more hard to find she felt herself begin to falter. Her front paw slipped and sent a few crumbles of rock rolling down the side of the cliff, making her stop with her ears back as she scanned for her next footing, struggling to see where to go next.