Feel my wrath!

Finally, the slave was starting to get the idea. She reached him, and he gave her an easy shot. Since she was still getting used to the game and all that. Her paw barely touched him, but it counted. He gave her a second to move away from him and then he shot forward, swiping her lightly with a paw again. Actually, he wasn’t used to being the fastest. It was a novel experience. But one he grew bored with far too quickly.

He turned back to the slave and raised a paw to indicate a halt. “Maybe tag isn’t the best game.” The youth suggested, and trotted into one of the caves, knowing she would follow. He didn’t go very far in, just to reach the first sconce, and he sat in the flickering light. “So, you got hobbled to make you more valuable?” he asked in confirmation.