The Journey isn’t always worth the destination|| Closed @themastermonkey,
The four stared at the long towering steps with deep frowns. There was no way they were going to make it up those stairs, no way.
The largest, and widest, a killer whale hunched his shoulders as he asked, “We really have to climb that?” He could feel his legs ache and tremble from the task already. Rubbing at the back of his head he tangled his fingers in his white hair and pulled.
The wasp clicked his mandibles loudly but said nothing. Eying the stairs with his blue tented eye he vibrated his wings. Hat moving with his antenna he tried to see the very top past the mist. Oh, this was going to be a long trip. Rolling his shoulder joints he pressed his wings against his thorax.
The Maned wolf stood straighter than the whale, but still was hunched forward with his hands held out. His muzzle pulled into a snarl as he groaned, “Who even needs stairs this long?”
The stoat stayed curled up in her place upon the whale’s shoulders. Her beady eyes gleaming as she smiled brightly. Letting her short tail flop into the whale’s face she tried not to giggle at the snort and the groan she got. At least she wouldn’t have to walk or fly the whole way! Sitting up slightly her ears twitched at a sound she couldn’t quite place.