Stir the coals

She was off with a resounding "Hah!" That echoed back to him over the waves. She slipped through his paws!

Her golden and ginger striped paws took off over the sands. She knew how to run in sand, born in it. She knew how it shifted and sank and how to pull her limbs over it like a slippery snake. She glided over the black sands, not letting her paws sink as her legs pulled and pushed with a quickness he hadn't seen of her yet.

She found the dry ground of the Col and skittered into the first warren. Easily ricocheting off the walls and passing by wolves with a delighted laugh, high on her passing victory. She passed the entry to the clinic, she passed another den, she knew he'd be on her tail.

She dove down a corridor and weaved through the warren like a rabbit that knew it well. She had spent some time making sure she could memorize every nook and crany and secret passage. Keeping herself busy while the warriors had been gone on their raid.

If the pack didn't know their relationship before... They surely would see it now, the rumors would spark for sure.

She made for the farthest exit that would lead back out to the Col, and it would be a straight shot to First Light Point.