Haunted Wood success is not given it is taken

From his concealed position he saw her hurry to chase him, but he had outmaneuvered her, and watched as she turned and backtracked. He followed astride her before he tired of role reversal and stepped out in front of her, several tail-lengths ahead. He stood facing her, with his tail brushing against his hocks as it absently swayed. "Did you want something?" he intoned, one ear cupped forward to hear her response, and the other turned to the side as some rodent foraged in the forest debris.