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 Posted: Mon Feb 28, 2011 7:20 pm
He scowled monstrously to himself as she brushed aside his parry and scrabbled under him and away; he was in no way fond of startling things, and surely this counted! But his ire was up, and he couldn't stand the notion of her beating him anywhere...so without thinking he leaped after her, his legs (hardly gangly, even at this age) flying.
"See?" She called back over her shoulder. "That's better!" She ran, feeling more awake and alert than she ever had before, and was starting to think that maybe - just maybe -- she'd found something that was just as fun, maybe more, than sleeping.
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Posted: Mon Feb 28, 2011 7:21 pm
This combination of mental and physical agility was proving to be a bit much for Cue. His pace slowed as he wondered at whether fun was being had at his expense. "This game isn't fun because if I win, it means something terrible has happened," he called back woefully, his face actually a picture of despair. This notion was so terrible that he couldn't bring himself back up to speed, but trotted along after her like a distraught housepet.
"What in the world are you talking about?" She asked, slowing down to prance around him, boundlessly enthusiastic. "What terrible thing?"
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Posted: Mon Feb 28, 2011 7:23 pm
Cue drooped all over, like a wilting daisy. "You're trying to prove me wrong and make me have fun, but then we could be playing in the ocean and having the time of our lives, until you get your leg stuck under a rock and have to wait hours to drown as the tide comes in." He turned his head to watch her bounce along with haunted eyes.
"Oh, now that's just ridiculous!" She stopped and gave him a stern look with soft grey eyes, staring him down despite being substantially smaller. "I wouldn't drown. Somebody would come along to help." Would they? Quite honestly, she wasn't even sure anybody would notice. But that was beside the point. "Besides, we could just be standing here talking about how you're too scared, and a huuuuuuuge bird could fly over our head and swoop me up and steal me away, and THEN what would you do?"
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Posted: Mon Feb 28, 2011 7:24 pm
Cue let out a sigh of exasperation, disgust, maybe, although it was unclear at what. "There are no birds big enough to carry off wolves," he replied dourly, oddly certain of this. "Look, let's just go to the ocean, but don't rub my face in it, okay? I don't want you to jinx us."
"There could be," she said. "I've heard that eagles steal puppies, sometimes. Maybe those are just the -baby- eagles, and the grown-up eagles steal the bigger puppies. Did you think of that?" She grinned, though, realizing that she'd won, and started back off for the water.
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Posted: Mon Feb 28, 2011 7:24 pm
He trailed along after her, brow furrowed in heavy thought once again. "I just feel like if there was a bird big enough to carry off a wolf, I would have heard about it by now," he replied slowly, although a darker alternative began to worry at him: they are very rare, and very careful. And who hasn't heard of a wolf that just disappears every so often? Spurred on by anxiety, he picked up his pace until he was running alongside her, and continued to brood about nightmares that followed a wolf into adulthood.
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