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She laughed, perhaps gleeful that she knew she was still ahead of him. She floated right through her own trap, her feet seemingly never even touching the floor. Vikas ran, but he was slowed down without the knowledge or skill to carry him as quickly across the room as she had gone. The coywolf left him one last little present before flitting out of the room, and it was something he couldn't just steamroll through. He dropped to the floor, only just barely able to crawl between the tilted chairs. This would have been so much easier in lupis form.


He reached the door just in time, his hand finding its prize. He stopped moving, figuring the game was over. He should have known better. The redhead still had plenty of fight in her, and managed to wriggle out of his grasp. She slipped out of his hands like mercury, heading down the staircase like a giggling madwoman. Her descent was hardly graceful, causing Vikas to pause with worry. Fleta hopped up and ran off again, as if it that too had just been a trick to slow him down. He growled again, but he was smiling too; he was enjoying this challenge. He raced down the stairs after her, trying to keep up with her pace.


He ended up in the living room again, but she wasn't there. He thought he saw a flash of her tail heading toward the kitchen, but he didn't follow her, not yet. As he recalled, there were two ways to get into that room. Vikas looked around the room quickly, searching for the right tool. His eyes darted toward the doorway into the kitchen, then back to the knocked over bookcase. The male jumped over the pile of books and miscellaneous garbage, shoving the bookcase upright again. He pushed the bookcase up in front of one of the entrances to the kitchen, effectively blocking it. Now he had to go and catch his prey.


Vikas ran around to the other doorway leading into the kitchen, panting as he reached the entrance. Now he just had to find her again, and this time keep her from slipping out from between his fingers.



Vikas Limonchenko
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