Sun Mote Copse P.S. I hope you're happy.

Towhee turned the tables as she sprang into motion, heading in the opposite direction with an invitation for him to chase her. He laughed as he put on the brakes and pivoted, the maneuver slower than it might have once been but still relatively smooth. Not a chance, he called between chuckles as he accelerated after her, knowing full well that she could outrun him if she chose.

Despite the odds against him, he still followed her, not ready to give up just yet.