The young girl was determined to show the older, adult demon that she was going to be as strong as the rest of them. During her moment of wavering feelings, when the cloud of doubt began to sprinkle on her hopes, Chael had chimed in with his sweet voice to encourage her not to stop. Her ears only gave a slight perk as they still remained flat on her head, hearing his words of kindness as her front legs began to burn as she tried to hold her grip onto the rock with her blunt claws. A light growl began to tickle the air as she felt her muscles wanting to give way. She had mainly focused on her front legs and paws, thinking they would pull her up and upon the rock. It wasn't until Chael spoke of using her back legs, did she realize that maybe her hind legs could help her too.

She begins to fall a little, her small frame of black and red starting to slide back. Siren wasn't going to stop trying through. Nothing was going to stop her, at least that is what she thought. In reality, it would be easy for Chael to knock her over with his paw if he so desired. But Chael was a wolf most kind, a trait Siren could appreciate for now in her young life. As she slips, she begins to kick wildly with her back legs. Her head starts to thrash about as well, and it is quite apparent that the little runt of a pup had quite the amount of energy within her. Her back paws struggle, but they do come in contact with Chael's muzzle. Just the little boost the young girl needed.

With Chael's help, Siren got a moment to get her back paws working for her. It was just enough to let her other paw grip onto the rock, and she used it to her advantage. Her small form then pushed upwards with her back paws, now not touching Chael's muzzle unless he followed through with her. Her front legs, though hurting from trying to carry her weight, had just enough energy in them to tug her frame onto the rock. She climbs upon the rock, her body low and scraping upon it with her stomach until she was completely free of having to use her muscles anymore.

It was a surprising amount of work for the little runt. Her body is simply not up to part with other puppies her age, and no matter how determined she was, she would never be as strong as the others. Her breath was heavy as she lay on the rock, her muzzle on the cold surface as she panted heavily. It was hard, but she did it. This made her tail wag in the slightest way a moment after she caught her breath again. Her yellow eyes would search for Chael, proud that she made it.

"I made it," she said lightly, her voice still stressed a little from the big ordeal. Her small frame of black then tried to lift once more, to see the world from the rock she so desperately wanted to climb, but her limbs were weak from all the time she spent clinging. Her face wrinkled with determination as her whole body shook unsteadily, to the point where she almost fell over off the rock, but catching herself in the end unless Chael catches her first.

"Are all the rocks this hard to climb?" she asks once she regains her footing, her bright yellow eyes rushing to Chael, filled with hope and worry. She did not want to have such a hard time climbing rocks, but she was curious if...maybe it got easier. Quickly though, her young eyes were distracted to the view of Iromar from higher than she had ever been, albeit really not that significant of a height at all, to her, it was everything. It was then her yellow eyes seem to light up as she little limbs still shook, seeing the grasses from above, and seeing further than ever before. It was this moment, a small genuine smile began to crawl on her cute little face, and the weakness of her limbs no longer burdened her mind.