but the wolf is always there, even when i can't see it
Rocks. “Better be pretty rocks.” Varus decides immediately though he doubts Ronin could hear him over the commotion above and the attempts he makes to try and both climb the ladder and alleviate the weight of the crate at the same time. Luckily for him, he holds onto it with his metal arm, twisting himself just enough to be able to climb up and up and up until the top side is nearly within reach.
The crate jostles and almost seems like it’s about to slip when Varus gets a foot onto the deck, immediately turning back fully to grab onto his side with both hands so that he can tug it up onto the ground of the deck and drag it further away from the top so Ronin can climb up the ladder without trouble. “To be honest I just feel like chucking it off the edge and if it doesn’t hit the docks that’s not my problem.” He frowns, staring at the crate before sighing very heavily and reaches down to lift it again.
The crate jostles and almost seems like it’s about to slip when Varus gets a foot onto the deck, immediately turning back fully to grab onto his side with both hands so that he can tug it up onto the ground of the deck and drag it further away from the top so Ronin can climb up the ladder without trouble. “To be honest I just feel like chucking it off the edge and if it doesn’t hit the docks that’s not my problem.” He frowns, staring at the crate before sighing very heavily and reaches down to lift it again.
VARUS
