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

Damn she was fast.  The older man had some speed, but he was more of a long range runner, and when it came to sprints he just didn't have that elastic drive.  He dogged her, keeping a laser focus on that golden flash.  Eventually, she'd start to slow. 

The hunt wasnt broken when she got tired, because of course, she wouldn't tire nearly as quick as he did.  Instead it was when she looped back and began to teasingly hop around her.  He did lunge in for a nip, then jumped, his own movements taking on a playful and dancing quality.

Luckily frequent travel, luck, and high spirits had kept his energy even across 6 years of life.  He may be nearing the edge of middle age but he was only beginning to see the slow down that would plague him as the years advanced.

So even though he was slightly winded, he jumped sideways, ducked, and then rose up to try and hook a foreleg on her.  He was trying to catch a sunbeam and hold it as his own.