don't eat the yellow snow
Mort!
05-21-2020, 01:15 AM
She snorted at the threat. "Whatever helps you sleep at night," she tossed back. Before he could even start counting, Mal wheeled around and dashed into the forest as far as she could, kicking up a storm as she ran beneath the shattered moonlight.
She needed to end this game quickly and decisively, but how? Thinking up a plan, she began to count down from one hundred as she ran. She would probably be somewhat behind Mort's count, but for these purposes, that was alright. Once she reached about seventy-five, she slowed her steps and veered sharply to the right, stepping as quietly as she could over the earth, diagonally back towards the gnarled willow tree. She was downwind of Mort here, and her pawsteps found streams and old trails to step in, concealing her trail and -- most importantly -- muting her sound.
Her plan? Hide within the trees surrounding the home tree, and when Mortis moved off to find her, creep up and tag the tree. She might even wait a little bit, let him figure out her trail himself before he showed up to the tree. She could imagine the look of surprise on his face.
Soon enough, Mal reached the periphery and hid beneath the root of a willow, dozens of yards away. She saw Mort in the distance, counting down to five, four, three, two...
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