Lost Creek Hollow breakfast at tiffany's

Quill heard the other running, and her ears perked. Whatever thoughts she had were lost completely, and her ears melted on her head as she looked doe-eyed into the distance. Perhaps it was a wolf coming to attack her, assuming she was not in the pack due to her new scent...? God, she was not sure, but just in case she made herself as unassuming as possible–

And they went careening past her. This made her assume they were running from something else, and so she kicked off into a sprint. She followed the other, diving into her stride and not looking back. She trusted only in that the other ran; it did not occur to her that like she herself, he ran from the intangible.