"HIYYA! HIYYA! HIYYA!..."
We sounded like a bunch of sailors, right? We were doing nothing that looked like water sports, by the way.
Our hands were digging and punching deep into the soil beneath us. The cliff was shaking with our presence. Sonorous vibrations of the rock beneath the very soil picked up our sounds and resounded it back to us. If that wasn't ultimate fun, I didn't know what else was.
"I CAN FEEL THE BOULDER!" Gena exclaimed, laughing with such bliss. In fact, all of us were.
"WE'RE GONNA FALL!" I yelled after, excited beyond my little head that we were literally going to descend with the very boulder that was the size of a room! We kept punching, one after the other hand, all together.
Oob was in front of us, his little form jumping on his little paws like he was contributing the tilt and the detachment of the boulder buried so deep into the cliff.
