Iktome Plains gun runner

not at all, she has no rules to tie her to a timeline these days lmao :D

In the instant she really got her lungs working and heart pumping with every new churn of her stride, she knew this was far overdue. All too often now she was picking along carefully or only cruising to sustain her stamina. This, while a little on the side of recklessness, was the moments she could live for, and equally not imagine herself without.

Eventually, once the scenery had shifted and rolled and risen and fallen once more around her, she finally began to pull up enough to notice the sensation of being watched. Reluctantly she decided that was enough, and changed gears once again to try to find out if she was imagining it or not. Her steps rolled slowly to a walk that stopped a few strides after.

She didn't spot him right away, couldn't, not with such a wide open expanse around her to have as possibilities.. but when she narrowed it down, she kept a stare straight his way as she panted out her run. Wind not in her favor, she would take no chances prematurely.. although he ought to know she knew now, and was curious as to why.. or if she was beginning to encroach on something; it had been a while since she'd seen anyone. That was due to change.

What? her posture suggested, tail tip quirking up and eyes bright and curious as she took a few steps towards the direction of his hill.