Lost Creek Hollow tag you're it

apologies for the wait, I lost power for a couple days and then was a bit busy!

He was not sure what he expected her to do. Stop in suspect of another trick, run him over, decide to use his own earlier trick and run away from. He merely waited, grinning, for her move, which came in the form of a pounce. He laughed as he felt her land upon him, her teeth at his ear. He twisted to attempt to land a nip of his own at her small black paws, but she was rolling free of him in the same moment. He sprawled along beside her, his back to the earth and his belly to the sky with his paws folded above his chest.

"You think so?" he chuckled. There were a type of antelope in some parts of the wilds around here; pronghorn antelope. They were incredibly wary and incredibly swift. His mouth pinched briefly as he remembered the white wolf from the Caldera, with whom he had tried to hunt of the antelope. Their hunt had not been successful. "Imagine if we had antlers," he mused randomly.