i chose violence

He wasn't left waiting long, and there was his little twin. The pitchy question of the nature of their adventure was met with a heavy shrug. Ichor was leaning against his foreleg, and already proving that he wasn't growing up quite as big and strong as the rest of them. No matter, he was simply going to have to keep Ichor safe forever, it wouldn't be too hard. He glanced over and down, blinking mismatched eyes at his twin. "Wanna see if there's anything at the top of the volcano? I haven't heard about any of the weird glowy stuff being up there." he said quietly, already setting off around the side of the den and towards the slope of the craggy, dark peak. The pair were the ones who had gotten up early, so obviously they would be able to claim all the glory for themselves for being the first to reach the summit and see what was at the top. "The stuff down here is alright, but I bet there's something crazy if we go way up." he added with a grin, adjusting his pace as best he could to make sure his brother wouldn't be left behind.

Long talons gripped the rough rock that made up the climb to the top, his stocky little legs taking a lot longer to get up each awkward ledge than he thought. Perhaps this wasn't going to be a quick, sneaky little adventure after all... After a good deal of climbing, he found himself flopping onto his side on a small outcropping. Had they even made it halfway up yet? They had to have gotten at least that far, it felt like they'd been climbing for hours already! "Do you see anything yet, Ich?" he panted, lifting his head from the warm stone to look over at where his brother had ended up.

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