Rook to bishop four

Even as the young boy was climbing up the spires, Selene started climbing down. He didn’t notice immediately, concentrating as he was on climbing. It wasn’t until she called out his name that he glanced suddenly upwards. There she was, not very high from him now, hanging onto the spire. Clearly she was very afraid, and the howling wind which barely ruffled him seemed to stir in her coat.

Citadel scrunched up his nose for a moment in thought, and then climbed his spire a little higher. Once he had a bit of height to it, he coiled his hind legs… and jumped. Hitting the Spike she clung to hard. He started to slip and yelped as he tried to dig his claws into the stone even while moving. When he was able to get a little purchase, he halted his descent. But man, it hurt. He came to a panting stop beside her, and turned to his tiny sister. “Alright, grab onto my neck, okay?”


"Citadel"||"Selene"