Lost Creek Hollow tag you're it

The male fled, and taken back by his cheap move Ilya let out a frustrated growl, although it was clearly only play. "Hey!" She exclaimed, right away falling into the chase. "Cheater!" She called, her small frame moving with ease through the underbrush.

She had forgotten completely about the mossball, and was now here to take Luke down. She wasn't sure how well her weight would do against his larger self, but she hoped to at tackle with enough force to push him to the ground. She let out a bark as she followed behind, hot on the white wolf's tail. She wasn't worried about being too far behind or losing him, she was fast enough to follow and even if he did get farther ahead of her he was white as snow; he'd stick out too much to hide. 

She nipped lightly at his tail as it swished in front of her, but she was still at an awkward distance where leaping would be too much of a hassle and she might not even touch him, so she didn't bother just yet.