Redhawk Caldera No sandbox on my playground

Elwood was quick to attack while his daughter was vulnerable. Liffey squirmed in his arms, kicking harmlessly at his face as he tickled. She was breathless from laughter, but still managed to call out a desperate "Daddy stop!" once or twice before it was over. She scrambled to her paws as soon as Elwood darted away from her, pivoting as she did so that the moment she had all four paws under her, she was sprinting towards her father in a mad dash to get him.

While he didn't make it too hard on her to catch up to him, Liffey couldn't at all tell. She ran as fast as her little legs could carry her after him, determined to catch him. It was much like how she liked chasing after crickets and birds and fireflies, only far more exciting because if she won this chase, she would win her daddy.