sacrificial lamb

Waiting for the male to say something, anything. It became apparent that he had no guidance to give her. Swallowing the lump in her throat, Vaia remained at his side, still hesitating in her choice. Truly, she didn’t want to do any of it - but what choice did she have?

Vaia tightly closed her eyes with a breathless sigh and envisioned herself walking across something - stones, edge, or bridge. The last bridge had cut her paw, and she was tiny enough to walk along the thin ledge. Okay, I can do this. Opening her eyes, she decided to walk on the thin edge, putting trust in her agility and tiny body.

Route chosen: Dexterity.  

"Vaia"