It'll All Be Clear
07-17-2013, 10:50 PM
Maija made sure to stick close to her prey. Graceful paws leaped over unseen roots and rocks, leaps that no one would witness. She knew that her agile body could handle most terrains, which made the challenges of her chases worth the work. The golden fae was silent in her movements, sharp in her turns and as she made the proper moves, she increased her pace. It didn't take long before she was slipping through the underbrush and out to the sand. She was within racing distance of the she-wolf. Maija's eyes danced with a rarely seen emotion: amusement. They began to close off the windows of her soul as she zoned in and added a spurt to her trotting. Pretty soon, she covering more ground, strides long and majestic as she got closer to the female. Her playful snap was loud, teeth clamping together over open air that once held the fae's tail. She wondered when the poor thing would turn around and notice her. The thrill was just building up! speech here |