The wood groaned under him as he shimmied across, gripping on to the wooden handrails as he moved across. Thankfully, he made it across without needing to worry about falling into yet another rapidly flowing river. He bent over to pick up his gear and replace it about his person. It was then he heard a loud crack and he looked up, turning around to see a startled looking Shorttail, who was halfway across the bridge when his claw pushed down on a particularly weak plank of wood and pushed straight through. 