Blacktail Deer Plateau Chase the wind and touch the sky

sounds good to me!

he had won, and slowed his pace, sides heaving, as Pearl approached, her tread graceful. she looked scarcely perturbed by their race; the boy shot her a purely mischievous glance. "i won!" he exulted, tail flaring up above his hips. "now you have to do it again. that was the deal." whether or not she agreed remained to be seen.

the boy planted his paws and waited for the pale girl to answer with his prize, eyes sparkling as he gazed upon her with a mixture of apprehension and anticipation. now that he was expecting the kiss, it would be better, right?