TAG YOURE IT
03-06-2016, 03:16 AM
Walk | Talk | Think Considering she chased a pup, Gale took it easy. The little blue thing was tiny, a wobbly round thing on four stubby legs, and compared to her, a creature designed for speed, the Aertus had every confidence in her abilities. She would not end the game too quickly for her niece, but let it drag on, let the girl believe she had made her aunt work for her victory and struggle to make that final tag. She'll like almost winning, the overconfident wolf thought, grinning to herself. Her overconfidence was her undoing. She underestimated the pup's response, and while the child did initially simply take off at a full sprint in order to get away from her - a tactic that Gale could have easily handled - she changed things at the last second. With a short distance between them Gale watched as Aurora skidded to a stop and followed her eyesight over Anais. The grin on her face fell away as surprise, even fear, ghosted across her expression. If Gale did not get her now, she was going to get away. Giving up on her relaxed win, the lavender-marked wolf broke out into a swift run, aiming to close the distance between herself and the child before she completed her turn and made it to her mother. No, no, no, Gale thought, stretching her gait, but even as she curved her path to follow Aurora's turn toward Anais, the little pup was already dashing beneath her mother's forelegs. Gale zipped right passed her and tilted her head back with a groan, unable to believe she had been outrun by a child. A child! Her brothers were never going to let her live this down. Slowing to a stop, Gale took a moment to glance around and be sure she had made an attempt at tagging everyone on her brother's team before her green eyes sought him out to see his progress. |