Muss Your Pretty Hair

Áskell took a deep breath and tipped back onto his butt, sitting down heavily in the dirt. It had been awhile since he'd tried to run that fast. He had a bit more endurance than his brother and tended to be more physical in nature so he rarely had to put as much effort into running during tag as he did escaping the pup-eating bird.

'I think we coulda beat it up. I mean, if we had to,"

Áskell nodded rapidly, finally catching his breath. "Oh yea, definitely! It was lucky we decided to run instead of fighting." A moment later the girl was distracted by a large frog. His head cocked to the side as he watched her poke at it. "Weeiirrrd… is it's skin lump? Can you tell?" He swiped at the creature trying to scrap the mud off its back though it just tried to bury in deeper.