Soh raced along, focusing her efforts on staying on the nicer parts of the Way. It wasn't that she was afraid of falling; in fact, she had perhaps less reason to fear that fate than Tal did, given that she could always shift and fly away. No, her reasoning was purely motivated by a desire to keep up, and maybe even to win. Soh had never been a particularly competitive person, but she was starting to see the appeal. It was a great deal of fun!
She teetered as Tal skipped past her attempted hip check, unbalanced by her own movement, having braced for an impact that never came. Still, she recovered in time to bat the beanbag that Tal threw back at her from the air, not quite catching it, but not quite dropping it either. The time it took her to recover, though, lost her precious seconds in their race, and she huffed as she sprinted to try and catch up, lofting the beanbag back towards Tal's back.
She teetered as Tal skipped past her attempted hip check, unbalanced by her own movement, having braced for an impact that never came. Still, she recovered in time to bat the beanbag that Tal threw back at her from the air, not quite catching it, but not quite dropping it either. The time it took her to recover, though, lost her precious seconds in their race, and she huffed as she sprinted to try and catch up, lofting the beanbag back towards Tal's back.
Sohalia
