No time like the present

His heart leaped in his throat so fast he tasted bile as the last stone cracked beneath his paws. Some quick scrambling, and some help from the guide was the only thing that kept him from plunging to his death. He wondered what it would feel like, to burn to death beneath bubbling magma. Would it be a quick death? Or a slow one.


He glanced at the grumpy guide, acknowledging his help pulling Kea to safety. "I really hope you know where we are going" he said with a soft huff, before looking forward. He was in this now. No way out but forward. But he didn't have any desire to linger. He did some mental calculations, and decided he could make that jump. He paused, taking some quick breaths, psyching himself up, and then he was off. He let out a yell, whether delight or terror he wasn't sure, as he felt his paws leave the earth behind.


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