Lost Creek Hollow tag you're it

:p excuse mildly unrealistic wolf action here. 

Ilya was still slowly, but surely, gaining on Luke. It wasn't until she was about to call it quits when she noticed the white male come to a halt in front of her. Hoping not to run into whatever he stopped for, she slowed down. She reached just behind him and leapt onto him, her small body and light weight allowing her to lay straddled atop his back, nipping at his ear. "Gotcha!" She yipped, rolling off his back and onto the dirt, sprawling on her side and panting hard. Her pink tongue lolled and she wagged her tail, letting it beat against the dusty earth of the clearing. 

"I bet you could outrun a whole herd of antelope," Ilya teased, but was sincere. The black wolf always thought herself fast, but Luke had managed to keep ahead of her, even though she did gain some ground on him. She paused a moment, wondering if the white wolf had known what an antelope was. They weren't native here... or really anywhere for miles and miles, as far as she was concerned. She had only witnessed them as a pup, kept in captivity not too far from her own enclosure. "A really fast type of deer, I think" she added in explanation, smiling.