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Date Posted: 14:05:52 05/04/02 Sat
Author: Mele::Ombre
Subject: Running...

The black Niyia bounds ahead of her Bonded, golden mane flying out behind her and blue eyes shining with the joy of life. Ombre had grown in the months since she had left the Den, and was nearly half-grown, but still behaved like a playful chirr. A rumbling purr grows in her throat as the Niyia felt the wind teasing her thick fur, and she doubles the speed of her wild sprint. Mele dashes after her Bonded and peals of laughter float back on the wind. The two speed along a narrow forest path, occasionally dodging a low branch or fallen log. The wild romp seemed to stretch on and on, with neither of them tiring, until finally Ombre simply flopped over mid-stride in the middle of a clearing. Mele dug her heels into the ground and skidded to a stop beside her Bonded, then collapsed onto Ombre's heaving flank. "That was fun!" She exclaims between pants. When Ombre had recovered enough to reply, she agreed. -Yes, it was.- After a moments pause, she implores, -Can we do it again?- Mele began to laugh again, but bit it back incase she hurt her Bonded's feelings. "I don't have as much energy as you do, 'Bre."
-Oh.-Mele could discern a disappointed note in her Bonded's mental tone, so she hurriedly added, "But we can run back to Chatte and meet some new friends!" Ombre visibly perked up at that. -That would be nice...We don't really know anyone too well, do we?- The black Niyia popped up onto her paws, and Mele stood, brushing strands of dark hair out of her green eyes. Ombre watched her Bonded with excited blue eyes, then suddenly noticed that Mele looked very tired, and felt slightly guilty. Ombre paced forward, and Mele prepared to follow the energetic Niyia, but instead of breaking into a run 'Bre crouched down. -Get on, Mele. I'll carry you!- When the Qyne did not move, Ombre urged her again, and Mele did as she was bid and clambered onto the broad back. When Ombre was certain her Bonded had a firm grip on her golden mane, she shot forward. The sudden rush of wind took Mele's breath away for a moment, then she let loose a wild whoop. "This is great, Ombre!" A broad grin spread across the Niyia's face, but she did not answer as she speed back to Chatte.

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