Redsand Canyon swiftfoot

Ever the playful, Kaelan immediately dipped her chest low to the ground at Flecha’s slight bend, tail flopping down towards her forehead as she wagged it.

Oh, many things! Her voice was jubilant, her paws tapping from where they were stretched out in front of her. There was no discernible rhythm to the taps, no music, just movement.

She licked her nose.

I have seen vistas, sprawling! Rivers, so deep! Horses, they kick! Grass so tall it eclipses the sun! High stalks of plants I could never see the tops of even if I jump! Perhaps it was exaggerated, just a bit, but Kaelan wasn’t known for being straightforward.