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It was equially surprising to both of them when Penn managed to snatch the deer hide right out from under Wraen's nose. He had absolutely known that he was capable of pulling off such a feat, but that had been his overly inflated ego talking. All things considered, he would've expected Wraen to suddenly whip around and tackle him to the ground at the last second. She always had bested him in these matches before. But he had always been much younger, and much smaller before. So maybe this did make sense?

Not one to overthink his victories, Penn sprang away with a victorious croon. He ought to have carried on running, but instead, he paused briefly to look over his shoulder to try and catch a glimpse of Wraen's face. It lost him his lead, but damn was it worth it. He grinned as he took off, not minding the feel of Wraen's teeth at his ankles. At least, not until he discovered just how stupid it was for him to have not been paying attention to where he was going and he slammed his face right into the trunk of a tree and collapsed.