I never knew everything was falling through;; p

Aspen swerved to avoid a runty little shrub, echoing the other femme's laughter. She was gaining, steadily, and she enjoyed the thumping of her heart and the clatter of class. The thrill of the chase. This was better than getting ticks oh of elders, as the disobedient female often had to do for her rowdiness and protests. Painting, Asp's other, less physical hobby, was mainly enjoyable because of her talent and everyone else's admiration of the gift. Aspen's laughter and heavy breathing turned into a surprised hiss,the sound blossoming forth as her paw stubbed a rock. She wasn't hurt or anything, it just reminded her she needed to keep in the present. She put on a turn of speed, taking two quicker but dangerous routes. They paid off, although pebbles were sent bouncing down to the bottom of the territory. They were nearing the top now, as Asp pulled beside her clanmate. It would be a tight run thing for sure, relying on if the other's speed could beat her determination.