Bearclaw Valley standing on the olympic platform, accepting our gold medals for eating

All the rules of tag were kept in an archive in his head, labelled Instincts, so the moment that his pads touched his sister's whiskery muzzle, he pulled it away and scampered off in another direction. The same ticklish sensation that had her wriggling on the ground made him scuff his toes consciously on the floor as he went. His figure was a heaving mass of soft puppy fur and roundness as he looked over a shoulder, spotting her play bow, and forced his chubby legs to move quicker as excitement overtook him and turned the game into Hide And Seek.

Without any conscious thought to the fact she could see where he was going, Lucas hid somewhere behind Laurel's tail, his own thumping loudly on the floor as he crashed onto his belly. It was the best hiding place he could think of and he was was absolutely, positively certain Piper couldn't find him here.