Wild Berry Meadow Spring time!

What did Crius want? Not this again... "I want for you to keep running! This is great exercise!" Crius picked up his pace as well, something inside of him was slipping, slipping quickly, a toothy hysterical grin found Crius' mouth. He thought he could just run away? That he could just up and end a conversation? Oh no, Crius was going to get more out of him, even if he had to pounce on him to do so. 

They were heading south, probably towards Cicero's pack lands. In their game of cat and mouse Cicero had strafed to the side, Crius followed with a shift of his massive frame. "You think you can just end a conversation without saying goodbye?!" The dusky-brown wolf laughed madly, his psyche was slipping and he loved every minute. It had been a good while since he had a game of chase.