[He laughed back at her before turning and enjoying that nice little head start. ...Then he heard footsteps and looked back over his shoulder.
Right. He gave Materia a very proud racing chocobo.
He paled, breathlessly shouting to Feathers.]
She's coming up on us and fast, Feathers! Step on it!
[What's that? Pick up the pace!? Feathers trilled in glee and lowered his head as Night leaned forward, one hand grasping the saddle horn as the black bird sped up, wings lowering. It wanted the air to move up and over them, cutting through any resistance as a wind began to blow. Night smelled impending rain, but for now his heart was racing, and he was laughing over the sheer thrill of the now.]
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
branchandroot
Quicklog
Date: 2011-09-11 10:23 pm (UTC)Right. He gave Materia a very proud racing chocobo.
He paled, breathlessly shouting to Feathers.]
She's coming up on us and fast, Feathers! Step on it!
[What's that? Pick up the pace!? Feathers trilled in glee and lowered his head as Night leaned forward, one hand grasping the saddle horn as the black bird sped up, wings lowering. It wanted the air to move up and over them, cutting through any resistance as a wind began to blow. Night smelled impending rain, but for now his heart was racing, and he was laughing over the sheer thrill of the now.]
We're not getting beaten by girls!!