The Sunspire I can smell you on the pillow where you used to lay

She waited for Wraen to get ready, which seemed to take an awfully long time. It was clear that this hunt would just be for entertainment only, and on a warm and bright day like this, Nara allowed herself to have some fun.

Finally Nara said, feigning annoyance, when Wraen shot forward. She followed suit. The two critters scattered when the grey she-wolf came close. Nara pursued the one that had gone to the left - the other one had sprinted past Wraen. Its tiny legs were moving so fast that they became nothing more than a blur. With her eyes fixed on the chipmunk, she darted after it at full speed. It zigzagged between small rocks and branches and Nara had to concentrate on not tripping over her own paws. 

Suddenly, the creature made a sharp, ninety degree turn. Not to the left or right, but it went up - almost sending Nara careering into a tree. She threw her head back to look at the chipmunk. It was glaring at her from a branch high up in the tree. Nara made a couple of pathetic jumps, trying to reach the lowest branch, before sitting down in defeat. She turned her head to look at Wraen, who was lying with her muzzle stuffed into a small burrow. Nara let out a short bark in amusement - one creature had fled to the sky and the other to the earth.