Chimera Fields You know me as the girl who plays with fire

mathieu rumbled the soft sound of a play growl, then continued in their chase. you're fast, he shouted between breaths. his heart was racing in his chest, both from exhaustion and excitement, but he worked to keep up with the young woman leading their game.

he pushed his body to meet the trail of her footsteps. the burning in either shoulder and sting in his eyes told matty two things, however: the first, that he was embarrassingly out of shape, and the second, that he would soon need a break.

simmik had explained herself as some olympic runner, and mathieu didn't mind watching her prove that true. he took a seat somewhere behind her to hide within the grass, tracing her movements until she too came to a stop.