Oliver nodded, starting to climb. He seemed nervous at first, moving slow and shaky. Then he got used to climbing, moving at a faster face. He smiled, getting the hang of it.

Mr. Lit stayed in the back, making sure they didn't fall. He was fine being at the back, glancing around every ten seconds to make sure no Dreamers saw them.

After getting so high, Brian clung to one of the rocks tightly.

Jessie looked back at them, rolling her eyes as she saw Brian.

Riley knew Oliver could do it and was proud of his child when he finally got the hang of it. He went Oliver's pace, malign sure to stay to his side and a little bit behind in case Oliver fell or lost his footing, he would be there for him.

Scarab was trying her best, but she lost her footing and twisted her ankle, throwing her off balance. She began to fall and panic. Azrail caught her arm, pulling her back up to safety. Scarab trembled, not sure she wanted to finish the rest of this.

Mr. Lit watched Brian, still behind him.
"You okay," He asked nudging him gently with his snout, as if trying to encourage him, "You'll be fine, I promise."

Oliver kept going, not being reckless, because he knew what happened to those who rushed. He reached up, grabbing the next hold. He yelped as pain shot up his hurt arm, making him let go. Without anything to hold onto he let get, letting out a small scream.

(Just so you know for school it starts on Monday for me. It looks like it's just afternoon classes for now. So I'm not sure if I'll be on in the morning or not. All I know is I'll be busy at school in the afternoon and sometimes after 5 because of work)

(Fun! You get to join the wagon of learning cool things during an awesome time!)

Riley caught Oliver, keeping three points of contact so he could keep his grip and not fall as well. "You ok there?" He asks, setting Oliver down, keeping a steady hand on him.

Azrail turns into his dragon form, allowing Scarab to ride. He was always reluctant to shift since many people assumed he was Dreamer. Wings were a dangerous thing not to have when the enemy side - or at least a dangerous foe - didn't have wings.

Brian rapidly shook their head. "No no no no no no no no NOPE!"

"Yeah," Oliver said though his voice was shaking a bit.
He gently regained his grip, babying his hurt arm. He kept climbing though he looked nervous everytime he used his hurt arm. He wished he could go home... not that he had a home.

Mr. Lit grumbled a bit, picking up Brian and placing them on his back.
"Hold on," He growled using his wings to help pull him up, in complete dragon form right now, "We have to kee... Dreamer!"
He glared at Azrail, poofing up, if dragons could even do that.

(Yay?)

Brian clung to Mr.Lit. "Too high, to high, too high." They kept repeating softly, not aware that Mr.Lit assumed Azrail was a Dreamer. They where too afraid of hights at the moment.

(*nods vigorously* Very much yay.)

Azrail flinched when the name was thrown at him. He was currently using his talons - all of them - to hold on and couldn't explain. "Where?" Scarab asks, holding on to Azrail's mane and crouching lower on his back to try and be harder to grab.

Riley glanced around for the Dreamer once before returning his attention to Oliver, offering to carry him. He didn't want Oliver to fall or harm himself or accidentally get hurt in any way.

(Okay then? Also feel free to continue without me whenever I'm gone since you can't do much plot wise things without me xD)

Mr. Lit stared for a second before nonpoofing when he realized there wasn't any markings on Azrail's eyes and that it was Azrail, "Oh, sorry, false alarm," He sighed.

Oliver froze in fear before realizing it was okay as he continued climbing. He declined the offer, wanting to do it by himself. He was starting to get tired though so he finally accepted after awhile.