Lost Creek Hollow the milk is drying up

He ran, stretching and leaping, aware that his body was awakening and igniting in the mere anticipation of being caught. His paws were conflicted, between the excitement that wished to lend speed to them, and the passion that wished them to stop and turn in upon his handsome pursuer. But as Lasher came alongside him and nipped at his flank, he pressed on laughing. He made another leap, giving his rear end a wriggle whilst his hindquarters were aloft.

"Come on!" He teased. "You know you waaaaant it!" His tail flicked wildly in mocking as he cast a devilish glance backward.