The Sunspire When the Sunset Meets the Shadow

Jace knew the nuances of play well, he had done so before he could walk, play that is at least it felt like it. His head snaked to and fro as he watched her circle him and jump. She would snake a paw on occasion and tap him somewhere and he waited and watched.

He barreled forward with his head down hoping to tap her light enough to mover her, an unorthodox move and normally he wouldn’t do such a risky move, but this was just play. He moved paws and stabbed a paw towards her feet intent to unbalance her.