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It would seem that Limno would give chase after all. This caused Avalon to spur her movements, though not fast enough. She felt Limno touch her shoulder, and knowing she was now it, Avalon skidded to a halt to try and tag back, but to no avail. She fell forward ungracefully, her chin hitting the rock on which she had leapt onto, though it would not deter her. Shaking it off, she pelted towards her right, pounding after Limno but it seemed the other woman was faster. Even so, Avalon would not give up.
She'd leap from boulder to boulder, her legs stretching as far as they would and her large frame closer to the ground. Except this time, it wasn't in submission. She was having fun. Something she hadn't felt or done since she was a child. It felt good to feel like a kid again in some way, not having to worry about adult things at this moment in time.
She attempted to draw closer to Limno, her neck stretching out as she tried to playfully nip at her tail. She felt like she was gaining, but Limno was quick, small, agile. Avalon was sure that she could outspeed her, but what Limno had in advantage in speed, Avalon could match with her own legs too. She was taller, her legs longer, so hopefully she'd catch up and her attempt could be successful. If she did manage to catch her, then Avalon would veer off to the left, finding a path down the steppes and try to use the terrain to her advantage.
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