Mirthos sprinted through the field with glee, he was playing tag with his good male friend Tuhendri, yet again. Friends, brothers, lovers.... the two could never truly figure out their relationship. Over all, they just decided to consider themselves bachelor friends, with perks. Mirthos glanced over his shoulder and howled, "You'll never catch me Tutu!" as he picked up the pace. He was the faster of the two, he always had been, but at times like this he played easy and would keep just out of Tuhendri's reach until the other male really got tired. Then Mirthos would start pretending to pant and slow down slightly, just enough for Tuhendri to catch him if he put on a good burst of speed. But for now, Mirthos kept just out of Tuhendri's reach, hoping to let the game last for as long as possible
Tuhendri grumbled slightly, but had a determined look upon his face. Between the two of them, Tuhendri was much more powerful, while Mirthos was much faster. That was just how it worked. But they still played games like tag and ran races against each other because Tuhendri knew Mirthos would never pull the speed advantage against him just to rub it in his face. "Haha brother! I see you lagging now! It won't be much longer!" Tuhendri yelped and sped up slightly, still trying his best to get Mirthos...
