Driving himself up a mountain wasn't quite that easy. He only had pudgy legs to get him up there, and quite possibly his sister was tagging along, as she always did, and Raziel always appreciated her company. He was deathily afraid of slipping and falling to his death, but he was wary of his steps and of Sarka's as well. Once he met a ledge, there was a massive gape in the rock, a cave. He shivered slightly and would allow his pudgy legs to lead him inside the opening, as a blistering wind bit at his nose. "S-s-sarka. Why didn't y-you tell me n-not to come up here? W-why did you follow m-me?" In all honesty, he didn't quite know the answers, and Sarka likely didn't either. At least this cave was not too far from the ground, and if one did fall, it wouldn't be very harmful if you landed just right. Quietly he would wait for Sarka to approach, and if she would snuggle up next to her big brother, he would curl upon around her, embracing her and being a good brother that she deserved. "I love you s-sister."
