What Dawn Brings

Little whippersnapper eh? Allen did have a good comeback to what she called him. With a grin Alna had a plan in mind to try and pull him into a trap if he tagged her something that might give her the upper hand in this game. After a little bit of them running she picked up on her father not using his full speed to catch and another thing was to take into account that she was her daddy's little girl so surely he wouldn't pick up on her trap. Slowly Alna would slow herself down just so Allen could tag her and then with an attempt to make it look like she tumbled Alna would fall and come to a rolling halt on the ground. Alna would attempt to make a yelp to mask the fact she wasn't really hurt by it at all. Hopefully if she did so well enough it would draw him into tagging range but just to throw into the mix of making it as real as she could Alna would let the fake tears come into play. Oh the game was on to see how her father would act in response and hopefully he would come in close enough before the jig was up.

Not only was this a game of tag to Alna but a chance to test her wits against her father. She knew he was really intelligent and brave as well as many other things but this time it was a match of speed and wits between just her and Allen. Oh what would her mother say to Alna trying this tactic in a game of tag with him would she just tell her that the faking a injury a cheap way of winning or would it be a sort of pat on the back in using what you can to succeed. Perhaps the old fart wouldn't even see his little girl trying to pull this stunt. How would he take it after finding out it was a ploy all along to draw him in. All that Alna had to do now was keep up the act and stay right where she was without moving too much besides to keep him in her sights.