Bearclaw Valley i could just sink into this sea, forever

she drove behind the doe's retreating tail, her jaws worrying nothing but air. the doe had bounced when indra had bobbed and she came up with nothing but the taste of defeat clenched between her jaws.

blondine had lagged and she slowed for a second, concerned -- and it was long enough that the doe had managed significant distance between them. the headway gained was not insurmountable, but it presented certain difficulty -- in one last effort to rally indra surged ahead, but the doe's agility was too much for the redleaf to match.