Moonspear pleasantries

He caught a glimpse of what he perceived to be a devilish spark in her eye as she caught sight of him, which would be met with an eager grin. But she spared not a moment of time gazing in his direction before there was a slight nod to her pointed chin, and in the way an eagle spreads its wings and pushes a gust of air behind it, she was off. Her assurance caused his confidence to falter for only a moment- realizing perhaps for a moment that he might not be up to the task- but nevertheless, he pursued her, slipping down the slope a bit so that he could travel directly behind her, keeping his eyes on the rhythmic kick of her hind feet so that he knew which obstacles would face him. 

He wondered if she was going easy on him- as he was able to keep up with her for a bit, where the terrain was more even and tempered. Bronco was not built for speed but for strength, and while he was the tough, resilient sort, he found that all too soon his strength began to flag. When she cast a glimpse over her shoulder, though, his courage was spurred on, sides heaving, as he chased her across the mountainside.