10-13-2018, 09:24 AM
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Unlike her pursuer, Keona seemed not to care altogether about frightening anyone. She had avoided slamming into them and that was a win as far as she was concerned. What made two kids running by so scary anyhow? No indeed, the tiny feline flicked her tail absently when she caught Linux' voice in the wind, using it to judge where Ikaia had gone but... Keona's brows creased sharply.
No footsteps. No sliding in the sand. Nothing. A second too late, she instinctively tilted her head, remembering him for a shifter before the sudden weight crashed against her. She let out a startled grunt, a murderous gleam lighting in her otherwise cloudy eyes. "Hey," she squeaked in protest, affronted that he'd use such an ability to get the advantage on her. Before she could try to roughly shove him off though, she could hear the sound of racing paws down the shore. "Iontach"
The fae huffed quietly as she scrambled back to her paws. The rusty spotted kitten had no tricks up her sleeve. Just a small body well-practiced at running. Even so, she turned the other direction. Her keen ears had picked up traces of conversation she'd been ignoring at first. A target acquired. With another enthusiastic burst of speed, the child bounded up towards [member=2123]VICTOR[/member] and aimed a simple, swift tap of her paw, before zipping away once more, following Ikaia. "You're it!" The husky would make this more fun, she was sure. More runners made tag more of a challenge; the need to keep track of who was currently it and of course, more options to tag in the first place.
Keona cared little for 'supervisors'. A wandering child, the striker spent most of her time on independent adventures, to her family's chargin of course. She would not however, drag anyone into the game she felt unwilling or unenthusiastic. It was for fun afterall.
No footsteps. No sliding in the sand. Nothing. A second too late, she instinctively tilted her head, remembering him for a shifter before the sudden weight crashed against her. She let out a startled grunt, a murderous gleam lighting in her otherwise cloudy eyes. "Hey," she squeaked in protest, affronted that he'd use such an ability to get the advantage on her. Before she could try to roughly shove him off though, she could hear the sound of racing paws down the shore. "Iontach"
The fae huffed quietly as she scrambled back to her paws. The rusty spotted kitten had no tricks up her sleeve. Just a small body well-practiced at running. Even so, she turned the other direction. Her keen ears had picked up traces of conversation she'd been ignoring at first. A target acquired. With another enthusiastic burst of speed, the child bounded up towards [member=2123]VICTOR[/member] and aimed a simple, swift tap of her paw, before zipping away once more, following Ikaia. "You're it!" The husky would make this more fun, she was sure. More runners made tag more of a challenge; the need to keep track of who was currently it and of course, more options to tag in the first place.
Keona cared little for 'supervisors'. A wandering child, the striker spent most of her time on independent adventures, to her family's chargin of course. She would not however, drag anyone into the game she felt unwilling or unenthusiastic. It was for fun afterall.
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