OOC: Hehehe. Are we actually having them race? Or implying it and fading out?
She was none the wiser to the effect a single word might have had on her companion, for as she saw him, he was happy and positively brimming with enthusiasm. The manner in which she ‘liked’ him was no different than the way one might enjoy the sunrise, or enjoy a bask in the warm afternoon light. She adored him and the positive light he brought into her otherwise sober life. She cherished their moments, and would eternally- of this she innately knew. Though romantic inclinations were for the time beyond her, as she simply accepted each day not yet looking towards the future.
She smiled as he exclaimed and reared back on her hindlegs in mirth. Her tail danced excitedly as his own whipped around in his retreat as he sped off down the meadow. The instant her paws touched the ground, she lept for a low lying ledge then pulled herself up over a protruding stone. He could have the meadows to run through, while she could make the mountains her path. “Grasses wither and turn barren with time,” she boasted after him as she scaled her mountain path. “But the mountains are resilient and not so easily worn down.” A testament to her own constitution, no doubt. He could run ahead and fast as he wanted, but her endurance would see her as the victor.
Let the chase begin. |