Dawnlark Plains Madly

since our others closed up!

A silent shape joined Masquerade, cutting across the field in a mad sprint and coming to run alongside them.

Redd had followed her sibling out with mild interest and hadn’t intended to remain close by.  Once she’d seen what they were doing she intended to move on, but when the activity revealed itself similar to a hunt, those plans changed.  Even if this was more game than true sport, it was not a chase that Redd could bring herself to pass by.

She’d cut in slightly behind Masque and was pushing herself to catch up.  Her legs hit the ground with a rapid and satisfying rhythm, and while they would not catch the herd, she felt exhilarated as she surged up, alongside and yet slightly behind, Masquerade.