Neverwinter Forest to the races

She evaded him, and he cast her a devilish grin – completely livening up to the joys of a playful spar. She was quick on her paws, and when she lurched, he fell for her tactic and followed, shuffling his own large figure away, but not quick enough. Her teeth would gently graze him in their playfulness – had it been a serious attack, she likely would have indeed opened his flesh.
 
His own reaction was to initiate his own ploy, but before he could, his swift mate was gone from where she had previously stood. The impish grin on her features drew a chuckle from him, and he shuffled, fully coming to terms with how she desired to play this game – with her speed.
 
Her kiss planted on his cheek as expected, but his form remained still. He would have lunged to her, but he knew she would leap away before he could catch her – best to catch her off guard. And with some force, if only to reiterate how quick she needed to be to evade whatever opponent she went up against.
 
He remained, waiting for her next move, his muzzle swinging a bit lower.. his eyes taunting her: come play, Eshe.