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Treide hardly knew what to do with herself. While the endless desert surrounding Chittentown usually sparked interest and excitement in the redblood, it did little to sate her growing boredom. Sighing, she took to padding about the sands, singing in a loud, obnoxious squeal that might have destroyed the eardrums of those around her. Thankfully, only the sand dunes were giving their company.

Her exploration that night had led to the large busthind mountains. She hesitated and hummed softly, eyeing them in delight and trepidation. A sharp yip made the girl pivot on heel. Giggling, she waved as Coyotedad plodded forward and nudged his charge in the direction of home. "Pawpaw, it'll be fun! Come on!"

Much to Coyotedad's dismay, Tre took off towards the large cave and mountains, giggling incessantly. Yipping, he took chase. It as a halfhearted affair. He could pounce and stop her in a blink of an eye. No, running about in the fresh night air was perfectly fine, and since he was there, she was certainly not going to get into too much trouble.

Treide rounded a corner, her eyes locked on her following father, when she smacked into something. Screeching ins surprise, she flopped backwards and rolled. "W-wha the - What was that?!"

Treide giggled nervously when the world stopped spinning and she heard another voice. It was friendly. Blinking, Reemus finally came into view. Blowing out from her lower lip, a whiff of hair fluttered up as well as her hood, "Ehehehe. Jeeze. Sorry about that. I uh, I wasn't paying attention. I was playing with my Dad."

Sitting up, the coyote troll shook out her arms, sand billowing in the air, "I'm Treide! Treide Arraki! You look cool. What's ya name?" She smiled broadly, sharp teeth peeking from her lips, "Sorry for running into your lusus. Are they okay?"

Coyotedad approached and yipped softly before sitting on his haunches. Eyeing both trolls and the other patron, he came to the conclusion they were not dangerous and laid down.

Treide chirped brightly, "Tag! Kinda..." It was more like Treide was running from her following father, who wanted desperately for the little pup to get back and behave herself. Oh well, she shrugged, "Oh oh oh! Do you wanna play? I bet you're real fast. It'd be so much fun."

Normally boundless with energy, Treide felt an extra perk in her step from the contact of a new troll. He seemed rather friendly too. Reemus... Heh.

Coyotedad picked his head up and sniffed Gillian back before yipping softly in a greeting. Standing, the lusus shuddered a stretch out and flicked it away with his back paw.

"YOU don't know how to play TAG?" Treide stared at Reemus with a clearly baffled look, "It's super simple! I touch you, and you're it! And then you try and catch and touch me. If I'm touched, then I'm it! And we keep trying to outrun whoever is it." Triede felt proud of her explanation, even if it was said quickly and with much vigor. Hopefully Reemus could understand. If not, she supposed a good way to learn was just to do.

CD tilted his head, his ear twitching gently. The howlbeast was much larger than he, but instead of intimidating he found the other interesting. Comforting almost.

Relief washed over Treide. Phew! At least the kid knew what tag was... If not, gosh that would be a fate worse than death! Or or or, or not getting to sing! Which was worse? For a moment she pondered the idea until her shoulder was shoved. "Eh?"

OH! They were playing. That's what you got for being a tidge spacey and excited. Grinning from ear to ear the troll sped across the desert, her feet digging into the sand and moving with an agility that said she was used to this task. After all, adventuring in the desert meant danger and danger meant fleeing. Those two were together like... like... sopor and sleep!

She launched herself at Reemus, attempting to catch his arm or leg - whatever body part was left unguarded and closest.

Treide, on the other hand, had practiced fluidly moving from falling to running. It was one of the skills CD had taught her. Otherwise, surviving in the harsh desert close to dawn was nigh impossible. With shinning eyes, the coyote child slid in the sand and swiftly regained her feet. Propelling herself with a swift kick, she practically tackled into Reemus.

Slapping his arm lightly, she shot off like a rocket in a new direction, considering where or how to hide. It seemed the hiding places were slim and she kept running instead.

CD trotted behind the children, bemused by their antics and attitudes. He didn't know what the other lusii spoke... Perhaps some troll? He didn't speak it himself, never met a lusus who really could.

Treide turned just in time to watch the body of Reemus the troll hurl through the air and crash into her. Yelping she felt them roll repeatedly and end in a heap in the sand. For a moment Tre tried to get her vision to stop spinning wildly, but that was proving more difficult than usual. Laughing wildly, she shoved playfully at Reemus, "You big ol' wuffbutt! Whatcha doin that for ehehe. Get offa me! Come on come on!" Her laughing wheezed out harshly.

CD had been tense after the lunge, not so much to protect his daughter from the other troll, but for what Gillian would do. When it became clear than neither lusii was going to react badly, he chuffed a soft laugh and flicked his tail happily before leaning out and licking at Gillian's ear in good natured affection.

Perhaps she had been too quick to try and regain herself. Treide attempted to sit up, but ended falling back with a WHUMP on the sand. Giggling less and less, she rubbed her abdomen, "Heh! Am not, am not! You got the big butt." Turning her head his way, she stuck out a tongue playfully.

Pushing against the sand with both elbows, she sat up and crossed her legs below her, "You're fast!"

Coyotedad whuffed softly, a higher pitched sound than Gillian made. Too bad they didn't speak the same language.