Madas felt along the edge of the rock, searching for a good place to grip. She was tired, filthy, and just a little ill-tempered at the moment. The rain had stopped several hours ago and the water had receded to leave the paths through the rocks covered with muddy sludge.
She growled in frustration when her feet slipped. Fortunately, she had found a hand hold and was able to keep from falling. She looked down and scowled. A thirty foot drop onto rocks would not be fun. Pulling herself up, she finally made it to more solid rock and was able to take a break.
She looked up when she felt small pebbles raining down on her. L’eon was staring down from the top of the plateau. He wasn’t any cleaner than she was at the moment.
“Any sign of him?” she quietly called up.
L’eon shook his head. Mada
