Snowforest Taiga [feast] deimeika

She pushed close to his shoulder, then fled him. Testing. Smirking, he happily accepted her little challenge. He watched, keenly noted her speed. Couldn't help but stare, watching as she ran, like a blaze through the undisturbed snow.

Grunting determinedly, he used the bulk of his already large form to race after her. For a boy his size, his speed wasn't half bad. To hers, it paled in comparison. Ensio was built more so for brute force and strength. As he felt his lungs and legs burning, his mouth and tongue began to feel heavy. Still, he would not give up on her. 

So he changed tactics and improvised. He shifted and branched off to the left, curving in an arch to try and get ahead of her. He hunkered down low, using the camouflage of the snow and the cover of shadow. His paler color served him well in this season. He had learned tips from his mother. He would see how well his methods worked.