Cold wind raced along Blair's skin, her feet pounding against the ground. She had been running for a long time now, racing the sun with an exhausted Kit at her side. As a werewolf, she could jog forever and ever, race the sun until her legs, lungs and heart gave out. As someone who constantly didhysical activities that required stamina, she could run even longer.
Night was falling, and she was completely alone except for Kit, who, admittedly was struggling to keep up. Running through unknown terrain, unsure whether she was going to get caught or not. Soon enough, she knew she would, no matter how, much she hoped running would keep her safe.
Soon, she'd drop. It was only a matter of time before she exhausted herself, no matter how much stamina she possessed. And when she did, she knew she would get caught, if she didn't before then.
She slowed, listening. She picked up no sounds of life, though. Wind rattled the trees, and the air was damp, summer rain on the air. Great. Rain. Now it's going to be harder to hear. This was such a dumb idea...Its getting us there quicker, though.
Night was falling, and she was completely alone except for Kit, who, admittedly was struggling to keep up. Running through unknown terrain, unsure whether she was going to get caught or not. Soon enough, she knew she would, no matter how, much she hoped running would keep her safe.
Soon, she'd drop. It was only a matter of time before she exhausted herself, no matter how much stamina she possessed. And when she did, she knew she would get caught, if she didn't before then.
She slowed, listening. She picked up no sounds of life, though. Wind rattled the trees, and the air was damp, summer rain on the air. Great. Rain. Now it's going to be harder to hear. This was such a dumb idea...Its getting us there quicker, though.