Run if you want

Ravana’s lilac eyes were bright with excitement, her pulse thrumming with a mixture of thrill and curiosity. She watched Xairo’s reckless bravery with a wicked grin, sharp teeth flashing in the sunlight. Sericea charged in too, but Ravana was still taking in the chaos and reveling in it for now. "So big, so dumb," she muttered, her tone dripping with mockery as she trotted closer, close enough to feel the pounding of the creature’s steps. Her gaze danced with mirth as she shot Ludovic a look in return of his goading. "Don’t we always have fun? What's the difference between this oaf and a walrus?" Her own paws moved lightly over the ground, showcasing her agility against the creature’s size and sluggishness, but she couldn’t deny wanting to have a taste of that rubbery looking hide… So she backed up, nails digging into the ground before shooting forth to jump atop the hippo’s head and hopefully find purchase at its nape in the struggle.

"Ravana Seraphim Saxe"