Lion of Junior Member
Played by Taboo

The moon would be rising soon.

Pluto stood in the shadow of a rocky outcropping, his firelight gaze squinting to check the sun's journey. It would be falling below the horizon in another hour, more or less. Then they could continue their journey, traveling by night into these new lands.

The Stellultima male had woken early, roused by the sound of a hare scrabbling over loose stones nearby. It wasn't his shift to half-sleep, so he had taken it upon himself to scout ahead.

Admittedly, he'd gone a bit further than intended, but the knowledge of what lay in wait wouldn't be a detriment. Even if so far it seemed to be more of the same stone, lichen and mountain goat shit that he'd been seeing since they started up these weathered cliffs. A path was building itself in his brain, revealing more twists and turns that could be taken on the way down to make the journey less of a chore.

Wind picked up, plucking at Pluto's mane with invisible claws and tossed dark strands across his face to tickle his whiskers. The dusky furred lion furrowed his brow in annoyance before shaking the hairs from his vision.

Soon, these mountains would be behind him and the real mission could begin.