Emotion

[Vorum]

Vorum shuffled over to Windcatcher and let her scent fill his nostrils. He sighed and said "You're right, I would be a fool to run away from the closest thing I've ever had to a friend just because I was scared". His mouth turned up into a mischievous grin, "maybe we should do something fun, to get our minds off this emotion stuff. What do you say?". Vorum mimicked Windcatcher's voice and said "OH of course Vorum! I'll race you to the big tree, but I'll lose for sure and you'll win because you are the greatest!". Vorum stood quickly and nudged Windcatcher "come on! Last one there has to hunt, I'm starving!

[WindCatcher]

Her paws pressed into the ground, dew seeping out. She looked up to Vorum, and smiled nervously. As he spoke, his words drained out into a different language...as if something she'd heard before. What was it? Oh yeah. Puppyhood. She could just picture herself frolicking around - when she was safe - with the other pups, and her older sibling. She smiled, and shook her head. Back to reality. She sat up, and shook her head. Her ears swiveled different directions, and she looked around Vorum. As she heard Vorum mock her words, she lifted a part of her lip. "I think you meant to say; 'Sure. But you know you'll lose.'" WindCatcher stood up, and raced off behind Vorum. Her tail wagged, and her feet ran in a blur as she skimmed over the mossy flooring. Seeing a big tree looming overhead, she fell under its shadow, and cast forward. She paused, and then sat beside the big tree. Her tongue hung from her mouth, and saliva dripped out. She smiled to herself. It had been a long while since she had been running. Too much running, perhaps...