@The_Portreeve *I feel so close now, wondering if asking for permission would destroy the illusion of wildness, wondering what punishment might await me in this form and then simply let go, spilling into your mouth.*
@The_Portreeve *I try my best to escape you, but in that form, you're far quicker than I am and basically inescapable. I'm out of breath and my lungs and legs hurt, and you are incredibly close behind me now.*
@The_Portreeve *I grin and start running, the atmosphere changing drastically around me and suddenly I feel like I'm on the cheetah planet again. I can see my other selves enter in the distance and laugh. Somewhere in the back of my mind i am reminded that running is a mistake. But who cares.*