Doggy Climb: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 2 = 10
Oolong is getting nowhere! He barks anxiously. "Woof!"
As he feels his claws lose purchase, he jumps to try to hit the impact foam!
Oolong barks nervously as D drops large rocks in the water.
Swim in there? While he's dropping rocks everywhere? The dog's ears and tail droop as he looks at Cup with big and sad brown eyes. Uh-uh. That's scary.
He hides behind Cup and refuses to enter the water until D is done flinging rocks.
If D stops flinging rocks:
Oolong finally listens to Cup, lets her mount, and then swims them both across.
Oolong wags his tail happily, despite the nasty stench coming off the cliff face. His person, Cup, is paying attention to him. Everyone's paying attention to him! He licks Cup's hand, just to let her know that he's there to help.
Oolong's Survival: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (14) + 5 = 19
He sniffs around, nostrils flaring as he catches the acrid scent of goblin and bile again.