Ren approached Pamela with an intensity in his gaze that made her uneasy.
"I thought you were going to find someone to guide us to the peak of Whispering Mountains?"
Pamela shifted uncomfortably under Ren's stare, averting her eyes. "We did. Though they may not seem like much, these individuals are native to the mountains and climbing comes naturally to them."
Ren wasn't convince. "How in the world is a crab, a potato, and a mound of clay going to help us climb the mountain?"
Stepping forward with a reassuring smile, Potato addressed Ren's concerns. "Don't underestimate us. We may not look like much at first glance, but we're proud Goatknights!"
The group exchanged puzzled glances.
"Goatknights?" they echoed in unison.
