"Alright, you ready to go...?" asked Will, glancing over his left shoulder. He couldn't turn his head far enough to see the person he was talking to, but they understood he was addressing them.
"I have never felt greater shame..." responded Kluskah, her sun-kissed cheeks tinted red and her ears waggling agitatedly. As for the reason, it was because Will had strapped her to his back, facing away from him in a harness typically used to carry infants and young children.
"You'll live," said Will, returning his gaze to the scene above him, his eyes instinctively locking onto Andrika's perky butt as he reached forward and placed the tips of his bare fingers against the cliff's frigid surface. He had yet to attempt climbing it, but with his level of control and physicality, the only thing that could impede him was external interference.
