Really?Jigano paused in his wriggling, managing to look behind him as he cocked his head at her in surprise. I thought a feline form would be fairly flexible... He had meant the tangle of wreckage to be a challenge, not an obstacle that would stop the game. He paused to try and figure out how he was going to extricate himself, but Kiada was already moving, showing a greater flexibility of thought than her caracal body could manage.
One of the beams she passed over shifted abruptly and Jigano yelped, going back to his slinking and twisting to try and get out from underneath the pile while keeping his belly flat to the ground to try and stay out of reach. He felt dainty paws swipe just over his head and flattened his ears at the last moment, but just when he saw a way to get clear of the collapsed rubble he felt the brush of a pawpad on his rump. Hey! he called out in mock-indignity, flicking his bushy tail at the impertinent paw as it withdrew. He scrambled the last few feet back into the open and stood there panting, blue eyes showing less black than ever as he grinned foxily at his friend. Think we're warmed up enough? The next goal is to not just touch, but tackle! If they needed to fight in their four-legged forms, it wouldn't be just a gentle tap they'd need to land. The soft snow made a good mat for them to roll over, while the Ruins around them still provided plenty of places for cover to dodge around and use defensively.
The white fox stood still for a moment, letting Kiada get a few strides of a start under the changed rules, then he was off with a bark to try and catch up to her.
One of the beams she passed over shifted abruptly and Jigano yelped, going back to his slinking and twisting to try and get out from underneath the pile while keeping his belly flat to the ground to try and stay out of reach. He felt dainty paws swipe just over his head and flattened his ears at the last moment, but just when he saw a way to get clear of the collapsed rubble he felt the brush of a pawpad on his rump. Hey! he called out in mock-indignity, flicking his bushy tail at the impertinent paw as it withdrew. He scrambled the last few feet back into the open and stood there panting, blue eyes showing less black than ever as he grinned foxily at his friend. Think we're warmed up enough? The next goal is to not just touch, but tackle! If they needed to fight in their four-legged forms, it wouldn't be just a gentle tap they'd need to land. The soft snow made a good mat for them to roll over, while the Ruins around them still provided plenty of places for cover to dodge around and use defensively.
The white fox stood still for a moment, letting Kiada get a few strides of a start under the changed rules, then he was off with a bark to try and catch up to her.
