Soleil
Soleil has no way of noticing the easy pace the fox keeps, intentional, forgiving of little legs and hidden folds in thick rugs that would otherwise ensure absolutely no success in this endeavor. Success doesn't matter to Sol though, the chase itself enough to fill the hallway with bright giggles. Even as she reaches, however, her hands are clearly gentle as they aim for the light tip of the fox's tail swaying so close at hand.
When she's able to brush her fingers against the fox's tail, she agilely drops to squat on all fours, knees bent but aloft over the rug. "Tag!" she cheers, and spins to go running into the nearest open doorway, abandoning the easy straight nature of the rug and hallway. It's filled with large, spaced out tables, and far more tomes than Soleil has ever seen in her entire life - giving her a brief pause, but not enough to dissuade her from the game as she runs down the aisles away from her new friend.
When she's able to brush her fingers against the fox's tail, she agilely drops to squat on all fours, knees bent but aloft over the rug. "Tag!" she cheers, and spins to go running into the nearest open doorway, abandoning the easy straight nature of the rug and hallway. It's filled with large, spaced out tables, and far more tomes than Soleil has ever seen in her entire life - giving her a brief pause, but not enough to dissuade her from the game as she runs down the aisles away from her new friend.
everyone around her seemed brighter and better
for having known her
for having known her
