The Heartwood Buckle Up Butter Cup

Kivi laughed when the other continued to spill insults that where supposed to offend her. The Dotharn wolfess was truly having fun with the stranger even though Tiger was most likely annoyed, but she wanted this activity to be even more exiting. "How about we make this even more fun. I'll give you a ten second head start to run away and if I catch you, you'll become my little slave." With those words out of her mouth Kivi stood and took a step forward towards the other. "If you get away then your free to go, and I will leave you in peace"

Kivi watched to see what the other would do, and hoped she wouldn't just stand there and so absolutely nothing. That wouldn't be very entertaining. Inside of the Dotharan female's mind, there was no way the stranger could outrun her. Kivi had trained herself to run miles and miles before having to stop and rest, and the only reason she stopped was because she collapsed from exhaustion or was throwing up blood. Speed was Kivi's greatest advantage in life, and she intended to use every drop of swiftness she had locked away to catch this stranger.