The blades on his boots weren’t quite suited to aid him in climbing but were serviceable as he threw himself on the rocks and clambered over the pile, hooking the blades and pulling himself up. He got to the top and promptly stumbled, losing his footing and sliding down the otherside. He let out a terrified whinny when he stopped just short of falling straight into the ravine. His eyes widened at that. ’I could actually die out here!’ ”Oh sweet Celestia, I could actually die out here!” he shouted, echoing his thoughts. The growl from before became a roar and the stomping became louder and quicker.