Ouroboros Spine Looms but the Horror of the shade,

She leapt at him, and again he stood to receive her touch, in whatever capacity. It was light, a mere tag, and then she was off. She fled from him, and for a moment he simply watched as his tail swished. Then with a short half-growl half-bark, he threw himself into a chase, broad paws devouring the earth and sliding down the embankment after her. He stumbled at the bottom, too much speed having been lent to his feet on the decline. But the brown bear was quick to recover in these moments of faltering grace, and resumed chasing.

Tonravik freed so much dirt from the ground that he had to shift course to pursue her from a line adjacent to hers, for the clumps of soil and rock stung his snout and threatened his sight. She spared nothing, running however fast she could, and Kodiak had to make full use of his stride and call upon every muscle to keep with her. Once, on a turn, he came so near that she must have felt the air shift as he made to tag her, but missed. So onward he ran.

He found himself grinning. This was invigorating.