Ankyra Sound And isn't it easy

The nimble sprite dashed away from the bearlike male who was enticed into the game of chase after a few passes she'd made toward him. Over the soft pattering of her own feet in the sand she could hear the rhythm of his gallop, his feet larger and heavier than hers, but still capable of pursuing the nymph, especially when her enthusiasm and longing to be caught made her whirl and spin, zig-zagging in an uneven pattern that would allow him to gain ground should he carry on with the steady course he'd set toward her. While the goal of chase was to not get caught, there was no fun in simply dashing away off into the wilderness without looking back. No, that was something to be done out of fear- this she did simply for the fun of it. 

With a chipper cry, she veered suddenly away from the cliffs and hurtled herself into the surf so that she could splash through the shallows, leaping above the water whenever a wave rolled in toward her from the side. It cost her some ground, and also sapped at her energy to do so- but the idea of frisking with both her packmate and the ocean made her heart sing.