He is delightful and her fanged mouth spreads even wider in a grin.
This was going to be so much fun. “I love chase!” she exclaims, her voice thin and girlish and stained with all of the excitement now beating in her youthful chest. At home, she’s never been given much of an opportunity to play with other children and playing chase with dad was only so much fun when you knew that any given moment he could actually start trying and the game would be over.
But he was a much more even match which meant that this would be a lot more fun.
Without waiting for permission or approval or anything similar, Adna streaks forward, bumping her nose against him and then shoots past him, clumsy legs nearly tangling as she runs.
“You have to catch me!” she shrieks as she scrambles over the summer-dried thickets. The ground beneath her childish hooves is just soft enough to give her purchase, but not hard enough to really give her the kind of speed she craves. Still, she thrills when she races forward and has to jump over a low log (a branch, really, but no one was here to correct her grandiose thoughts). Grinning with delight, she tucks her head into her chest and leaps over it, giving it far more clearance than it deserved.
Thrilled, she lifted her head and whinnied, the sound joyful and bouncing off the trees around them.
“C’mon, Maertin! You’re going to have to be a lot faster!”
hush you, it's perfect! @[Maertin]