Jealousy's a bad invention
09-11-2016, 09:48 PM
(This post was last modified: 09-11-2016, 09:51 PM by Vadim I.)
The world was passing him by in a glorious blur of ivory and gold as he sped through the walls of the Marble Wash, though the wondrous colors of what was once a river barely registered in his brain; all he could think of was the little taste of victory that appeared to be waiting for him at the end of the run- it's flavor growing stronger with inch of rocky terrain he haphazardly galloped over. His eyes were wide as his ears plastered against his skull when he caught a glimpse of Ramsay out of the corner of his eye, though he surrendered his ability to spot him in order to lower his head and work his muscles even harder into the run.
Eventually, those eyes narrowed with focus as he counted his breathing and looked a few feet ahead of him to predict every movement necessary to keep himself from from getting caught on any loose rocks or debris. Ramsay was at his heels, he could feel it. For a moment, Vadim thought it was over.. surely Ramsay was lighter and therefor faster, of course he'd pass him soon, right? Then, the thudding sound of Ramsay's tumble nearly made Vadim jump out of his skin, there was a split second of hesitance as his skull whipped around to look back at Ramsay but when he saw Ramsay get right back up and run after him, Vadim did not continue to slow down.
His momentum hadn't been all lost, and he would use that to his advantage, his limbs fully at work once again as he tried to maintain his focus. His breathing was heavy as his tongue let loose from it's cage, hanging freely to the side of his muzzle as the boy gasped for air to fuel him. His limbs moved with inexperience, spreading out far too wide during his run to accomplish the look of elegant perfection. No, he was just a fat pup sloppily flying across the terrain like a bat out of hell. He could now see what had been their point of entry, now an imaginary finish line and he lowered his head and aimed for his target.
Finally, he felt his paws hit grass once again while the world around him became once more vast- he'd made it out of the Marble Wash unharmed! More importantly, he'd managed to do so before Ramsay did! He spun around and struck his proudest pose, head held high and his chest puffed out while he continued to walk- just, backwards.. so he could face Ramsay. "Ha!... I win." His lungs were still desperately gasping for air in between his words, he may have been slightly out of breath but he felt absolutely exhilarated.
He chuckled through a pant and moved to nip affectionately at his brother's cheek, if Ramsay would allow, before looking around their surroundings once again. None of it really looked familiar, how much attention had Vadim been paying to what was around them before they'd found the Wash? "Uh.. Ramsay? Which... way is home?" Hopefully his brother knew, or this could be bad~