Lost Creek Hollow tag you're it

She was ever bit as nimble as he, dodging the trees and leaping the stream just as he had done. He laughed, and as his feet moved quicker so did his mind. He pondered a way to throw her off, to turn the game on her again. She was gaining on him still, but this time slowly, his winding paths through trees and his flight across the stream having bought him time. It was enough for what his mind had decided. Without warning he spun, and he dug his heels in to start charging right toward her. The biggest, toothiest grin did he sport.