The fuzzy red feline shuffled a little closer to the gembound. Ruine decided the creature looked like a large ferret with a more dog-like face. The deal with the wings and feathers were beyond Ruine's limited experience of the world, they just made her more intrigued by the soul that was perched in front of her.
At first the lack of vocal reply to Ruine's greeting made her feel uncomfortable, did she do something wrong? She dipped her head in embarrassment, it was probably something to do with her speech skills, or lack of. But then the creature raised its paw into the air, exposing its small cushy pad and fluff that ran through its toes. The young gembound smiled and affectionately moved her head to nudge the paw with her moist nose.
Before her head reached the paw, the creature reared up and indicated towards the wall and ledges beyond. It tensed up, flapped those weird wings around and poised for a leap. Did it want to play? A race up to the ledges?
Ruine's eyes glinted with eagerness. No ways was this small animal going to beat her at anything! The feline launched her body, forepaws first, propelled by the strength of her hind legs up onto the rock wall. She gripped into the texture of the wind-beaten stone, and looked downwards to her new friend, about one pace-length below her. Her tail teasingly lashed from side to side.
She turned her focus back onto the wall and attempted to scramble upwards.
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Ruine failed to reach her next foothold, lost her balance and ended up slowly sliding down the wall. She clung on for dear life and mewed in fear. A soft thud marked her return to the ground. The other gembound was doing a better job than her and although not a mountaineer, wasn't slumped on the ground like she was.
Her opponent smirked down at her. Ruine started to giggle innocently. It was on. Ruine sprung up onto her feet and shook off the dust that had buried itself into her fur. She glared back and forth at the long bodied animal and the goal. Why doesn't it use those wings? It didn't matter, Ruine was going to win anyway. The rusty-furred Ruine leaped over to an adjacent section of the wall, there was a small ledge that had snuggled into the vertical rock, mostly hidden. She remembered that she had found a rather shiny and green feather on that ledge a few days ago, it now sat in her sleeping nest.
If this doesn't work then I'm just going to have to give up. Ruine lunged her body into the air and towards to the rockface, bumping her nose into the rock by accident. She failed to clinch into the craggy surface, and fell down again. A puff of dust swallowed her up, she coughed away the dirt and gasped for some air. Annoyed that she couldn't do it, Ruine planted her butt firmly into the ground and watched the more agile critter.
Ruine stared up at the long bodied friend, it extended a paw and focused heavily. Then it started to flail its wings, conjuring the air around them to nudge Ruine's little butt. It was faint and only had a wisp of strength behind it. Ruine giggled at her friend's frustration towards its own ability, it seemed so annoyed. Even though the creature's effort had failed, Ruine understood the idea.
It was a bit silly to give up so soon. After all the noodle didn't look like it was going to climb if Ruine didn't try as well. But this scrambling up vertical surfaces really wasn't Ruine's forte. She preferred to scramble up less vertical surfaces. This brought her attention to her memory of the small black hole that dug itself into the rock. It was a bit of a long shot, but maybe the hole had a path to the top of the wall? It would be more fun than repeating-ly falling off a rock.
Ruine jogged on her tip toes and mewed at her new idea. She would try and catch up to her new friend first, then run off to the hole to have a look at it. This time, instead of running then leaping up at the wall. She padded up to it, flicked her tail in determination and placed her forepaws strategically in small crevices, grabbing with her claws. Then with a hop, she bounced up and tried to find stable locations to plant her hind paws.
She had just about clutched on the wall. Looking rather silly with her legs splayed out in all sorts of directions, but she had not fallen. She felt her claws slip a bit, and dust was displaced into a small cloud. This sent the young feline into a coughing and sneezing fit.
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