Redhawk Caldera Make my heartbeat stop

“Better run fast!” Amalia warned from somewhere behind her, earning a squeal as Frolic pumped her legs harder.

Of course, it was only a matter of time before she took another spill. She tripped over her own forepaw and stumbled, though Frolic somehow managed to stay upright. Once she recovered, Frolic began dodging and weaving in an instinctive pattern to avoid being caught.

All the while, she laughed maniacally, giving off the vibe of a deranged drunk.