It's only a race if you win

To Sierra's credit, she did give him a run for his money and the only reason he really won consistently was cause he had much longer legs and could make much longer strides—and jump over obstacles more easily. When she skidded to a halt and kicked up bits of things from the ground onto him he sputtered a bit and shook them out of his face with some laughter, slowing his steps as he loped to a stop as well. "Done already?" he teased, panting lightly as he glanced up at her with a toothy grin. He loved all the time he spent with his sisters exploring and roaming around the world. They had visited The Hallows a couple of times so he knew not everyone lived like this, but he was glad that they did.

He chuckled as she came to his side and leaned into his shoulder, leaning his head down to playfully tap her head with his nose. At her offer of seeing who could hunt down the biggest tree, he gave her another easy grin and nodded his head. "Yeah! Okay!" It seemed like they were always looking for some kind of contest or race or something of that sort to pass time, but he wasn't complaining. He wasn't so competitive that he got all bent out of shape if he lot, but just enough that finding something to challenge himself with was still fun. "Ready... Set... Go!" he counted them off, bracing himself as he got ready to dart out toward the light and then took off, running toward the outside so he could be the first one to find the very biggest tree in the whole forest!

"Malik of the Sea"