As Cass hurdled his body through the trees, his feet carrying him as fast and as far as he could, the creamy monster followed suit, closely and with ease. The hybrid's heart beated wildly in his chest as the sudden increase of adrenaline flowed through his veins. The situation became more and more dangerous with every mistake that he made. And everything he did was a mistake. The purple eyed coy wasn't very athletic or battle savvy, unlike most of the clan members. Why was it him, to be the one chased by a madman today?
Thinking that he could lose the secui in the trees, Cassuis tried to change his direction on a dime, but the plan backfired. He ended up, faceplanting, sliding forward around ten feet, and then landing flat on his frontside. He tried to get up, but the pain from the fall overtook him, even in his hurry to keep moving. He was stalled in the worst possible way.