*Username*
Disbounded
*Name*
Adrien
*Biological Sex*
Male
*Gender*
Male
*Their favorite adventure*
Perhaps not their favorite, but certainly their most important.
The sun was just rising when Adrien reached the bottom of the mountain. From here, the climb seemed all but impossible. The cliff face was as steep as it was tall, with barely a perch to be seen. There were a few ledges scattered along its face, but aside from that there were very few points where one could rest and catch their breath. Adrien considered turning back for a moment.
“No.” He muttered.
“She needs this.” And so began the climb.
It was tedious work, but not impossible. Adrien’s long claws helped him gain perch on the smooth rocks, and it was more a matter of putting one paw in front of the other than it was a feat of strength. Still, by the time he reached the first ledge the sun was already high in the sky. He stopped to catch his breath and looked down at the valley below. He saw a light on in the window of a large cabin just at the edge of it, and this steeled his determination. He turned back to the cliff face and trekked onward.
The air grew thinner as he climbed, and the sky behind him was growing dark. It was hard to see where the next hand-hold was, but his claws found perch after perch without even needing to look. He kept his eyes upwards, where he could see the peak of the mountain growing larger.
Finally, as the sun was dipping back to kiss the earth, he made it to the top. Exhausted, he collapsed.
Then he opened his eyes.
A thousand stars appeared before him. The sky was so thick with them there was barely any blackness to be seen, and the moon looked as big and as bright as the sun. His eyes locked on the biggest star among them, what he and his mother called Quartan3. He reach his paw up to the sky and whispered prayers the way his mother had taught him. When he was done, he turned to the center of the plateau where he knew the wreckage would be waiting. The twisted hunk of metal was all that was left of the ship his pregnant mother had crashed in. He picked up a piece of the warped metal and placed it in a pouch on his back.
Finished, Adrien began his long trek down the mountain. He was completely exhausted by the time he reached the cabin, but a voice inside brought strength back to his body.
“Did you see it?” He approached the bed of an elderly Zver, her voice cracking with sickness. He clasped his paw in hers and nodded.
“They’re here mother. They are welcoming you back home.” He placed the twisted metal in her paw.
“See?” She smiled, eyes closing slowly.
“I told you stranger! I knew they wouldn’t forget about me. ” Her voice was so weak, and Adrien nodded, tears welling in his eyes.
“Go mother, they are calling for you.”
