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She couldn't do much under his weight except struggle and wiggle, but it was no use--she was trapped beneath his much larger form. She laughed a little breathlessly at his proclamation. This time, maybe, she replied. Maybe next time she would make him chase her a little; there was no way he could catch her if she took off. She may not be very big or strong, but she was pretty fast and she had yet to find anyone that could catch her in a game of chase. But next time, she said, wiggling once more under his weight. Next time, maybe i'll make it a little harder to catch me, the healer finished, laughing again. She wasn't quite so competitive; she mostly just like to play with her packmates, especially if she thought it helped take their mind off of whatever might be stressing them out.