Sun Mote Copse So find dodge, then get out of it

Niamh gave Colt a fighting chance at first- after all, he was pretty damn fit regardless of how old he was- but when he nipped at her she slanted her gaze in his direction and grinned, baring her teeth at him playfully. He wanted speed? She had it. Those ridiculously long legs weren’t just for show after all, so with a playful growl, she changed lead and seemed to shift gears at the same time.

She flattened her ears and lowered her center of gravity as she shot forward, no longer moving in an erratic pattern but rather in a straight line, dashing past trees and over snowdrifts, tears pricking at the corners of her eyes. Now was her chance to really play hard to get.