Cricket Creek Bog look to your soul, for these things that you know

aengus watched as her features perked and she seemed to spring to life. her limbs carrying her much faster than he could hope to move. the frostfur child plodded toward her with an easy sway to his large frame. he had wanted to see how she was doing, what she had been up to in their short time away from each other, and what she had plans for, but weejay was far too quick for him. she called out his middle name, then seemed to correct herself to say that she might know where one was.
 
weejay did not wait to see if he could catch up with her. the little child of lard was thick muscle was trudging forward as quickly as his stocky limbs would allow for him to go. he did not want to fall behind, so he opened his mouth and picked up his pace. it took seconds for him to start panting against the heat that was cast down from between the trees. that, and the pace that he had set for himself was enough to send the large child into cardiac arrest.
 
the only thing keeping him going was the streak of silver that he saw ahead of him.