Cradle To The Grave
12-10-2015, 07:40 PM
His lope was a rather slow one at first. There was absolutely no point int putting a bunch of distance between them if she wasn't going to play along. So he kept one ear behind him just in case she was following him so he wouldn't be surprised. It also wasn't going to be fun if she caught up to him before he wanted her to. It wasn't until she let out a howl letting him know that she was more than willing to play his game that he quickened his pace. Snow flew behind him as power surged through his muscles. A grin encompassed his face as he ran. It was nice to have something to do for a change. He knew the mountains like he knew the back of his paws. He knew all the nooks and crannies and all the best places to hunt. He knew the best places to find something to drink, or places to sleep, or all the best resting places. So he had no issues dodging all the hardest obstacles in his path as he traversed down the mountain side as fast as his long legs would carry him. It wasn't until he found himself beginning to pant hard that he decided he wanted to see his pursuer. So he found a familiar place where he had a height advantage, circled it to throw about his scent, and then climbed atop a pile of rocks where he planted his rump and then attempted to catch his breath while he waited for the female to catch up. Walk, "Talk" Think |
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