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

Oh, shit.  She took off in a blaze, and Colt actually did laugh out loud, her speed surprising some delight out of him.  Fuck, there was no way he was keeping up.  No one told him his mate was a goddamn lightning strike.  Ex-mate.  Whatever.

He turned on the speed as well, and despite how old he was becoming, his body was still thankfully hale.  He had felt the beginnings of what would become a plague of aches this winter, but for now, he could run.  He sprinted, letting his legs get into a pounding and freeing rhythm.

He just couldn't catch the wind.  For once he didn't mind.  He just hoped she tired out soon, because he wasn't letting her escape quite that easily.