Sawtooth Spire un beso

Further and further down her chosen tunnel, she navigated him back. The crocodilian was a force to be reckoned and yet she made every effort to keep from bleeding him again. It was a rarity for her to experience this kind of exhilaration and she relished every moment of it. And yet when he stopped, she picked up on the imperceptible change and skidded to a halt before him, breathing heavy and labored.

A step closer was taken, bright eyes examining his expression and well being as best she could in such darkness. Darting forward, Nanuk closed the distance between them once more, and yet pulled her momentum at the last moment. Instead of attacking, she bumped her head against his shoulder in the only game she'd ever admit to playing.

"Tag."

A rough laugh was all she left behind as she carried her bulk through the tunnels, sure that she would not stay ahead of him for too terribly long.