Ravenshook Cliffs kind of mood that you wish you could sell

the atmosphere shifted from entirely cloudy to rather playful in just moments. in seconds, velen had closed the distance between them, his warm breath against her ear causing it to flick-- and causing a twinge in her spine. god! what was that? 

"no fair!" dalia called, scrambling to her feet to chase after him. she had been blessed-- cursed, in this instance-- with her mothers frames, but... with her short legs too, and so dalia probably wouldn't have beat him with a head start anyhow. delicate paws pressed against the ground, propelling her forwards best they could, but all she got was a view of velen's ass, which was not what she was pining after in this moment! 

when they'd reached the bottom, dalia would have certainly lost-- at this rate.