Hideaway Strath What you give

Gosh this was hard to keep up.
He wasn't made for stamina, but Arlette surely was.
He'd keep up though, even if it meant his blood bursting from his veins.
She hung a U-turn around a tree, and Derg nearly lost himself to the dirt. Only sheer luck had his paws bouncing off a tree root to push him around after his pale counterpart.

She glanced back to him, joy filling her eyes as his teeth grazed her fur.
He let out a breath of a chuckle, because that was all he could give.
She lept, and he lept with her, starting to fall behind a bit more now.

Her direction turned towards the chambers.
Perhaps she was going to stop soon. Christ please stop soon.
The thought made him laugh internally. But her tail streaming behind her was so tempting he couldn't help but make a nip towards it.
If you're gonna get there, do it quick.