[ With a quiet snort of indignation, he starts to climb. Strong hands clench hay, pulling chunks of it out as he starts to ascend the less-than-dangerous height. At least, it's not as bad as long as LL spots him.
Only a third of the way up, Wukong checks to make sure he's being followed and he is--- those wings don't sound like anything at all. ]
Huh. So are you an angel or something?
[ He's able to speak normally, even as he expends his energy. Might as well enjoy a conversation through the monotony of climbing Mount Bale. ]
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Only a third of the way up, Wukong checks to make sure he's being followed and he is--- those wings don't sound like anything at all. ]
Huh. So are you an angel or something?
[ He's able to speak normally, even as he expends his energy. Might as well enjoy a conversation through the monotony of climbing Mount Bale. ]