Jannistory19
The Eager Rper
Janine’s heart pounded in her chest once again as she raced through the pine forest. The scent was strong with the pine needles, and they offered the best masking of her scent, but it was too late at this point. Raban was hot on her heels, and she knew the wolf inside him wouldn't give up too easily. Not that she wanted him to anyway.
Now she had to figure out what and where to go. Her head lifted up to scent the air, but she only caught water and… wait… flowers? Perhaps that could be the key to hiding again! The scent seemed to be straight ahead, but with Raban so close behind, she needed to make more distance. Distract him somehow, or make him falter. Those extra few seconds would make a world of a difference. Her mind concocted an idea, but it was risky - she wasn't even sure if it would work, but with no safer solution, she had to do it if she wanted to have another chance.
Her pupils then narrowed as she scanned the trees, steadily picking out the ones that she wanted to use. When she picked them out, Janine veered towards the first tree, leaping up and angling her body in position. Her body turned to face Raban's racing figure, where she launched herself with her powerful legs directly at him, claws and fangs outstretched in what seemed to be an attack.
Knowing Raban, she knew he'd rather not risk being hurt, even while they were playing, so she bet on him faltering to duck and move out of the way. Janine landed on the ground in a roll, using her rough landing to rub herself in the dirt in an attempt to neutralize her scent again. When she felt herself slowing down, she got on her paws and dashed again, using the traction from the ground to gain more speed.
Several yards later, Janine saw the forest become a field, and with tall grass! Janine would've made a hiss or a roar but she had to keep what little energy she had left. She was running out of it, and she'd fall out if she didn't find a place soon. But the long grass was enough to take away Raban's sight, giving her a chance - unfortunately, it took away most of Janine's sight as well, making her unable to see ahead of her.
Nonetheless, she bounded forward, using her remaining energy to zigzag out of range now that she was well enough in the field. Left for a few yards, then right, then she dared to backtrack before shifting to turn again. She then skidded to a stop completely, forcing herself and Raban to use their sense of hearing to track their surroundings. There was a cool breeze in this area, in which the grasses made their own noise to counteract their potential ones.
And thankfully, the wind was blowing upwind from Raban, giving Janine the advantage this time. Crawling low like a feline, Janine was confident in herself until she felt the ground drop from under her, a strained gasp escaping her mouth as she barely recovered her paws.
Thankfully, she caught herself, and noticed that she almost fell in a hole... a rather decent sized hole. When Janine craned her neck over it, she realized that it was deep and wide enough to effectively hide her from above ground. Grass had covered it's entrance, and various flowers grew at the mouth and entrance of the hole - it reminded her of a rabbit's burrow.
Janine's heavy panting was all she heard as she looked around, and decided that it was the smartest thing to do. As she slowly crawled into her newfound 'den', she noticed that it looked really comfortable, if one was used to being underground in any case. She actually felt like a rabbit for a moment. But then she remembered that she was in the middle of a game, and focused her attention to the world aboveground. Realizing that this was the break she needed, Janine scooted herself to the very back of the burrow, where the darkness offered some coverage, and laid down to recover. Hopefully this bought her some time from Raban's relentless chase.
Now she had to figure out what and where to go. Her head lifted up to scent the air, but she only caught water and… wait… flowers? Perhaps that could be the key to hiding again! The scent seemed to be straight ahead, but with Raban so close behind, she needed to make more distance. Distract him somehow, or make him falter. Those extra few seconds would make a world of a difference. Her mind concocted an idea, but it was risky - she wasn't even sure if it would work, but with no safer solution, she had to do it if she wanted to have another chance.
Her pupils then narrowed as she scanned the trees, steadily picking out the ones that she wanted to use. When she picked them out, Janine veered towards the first tree, leaping up and angling her body in position. Her body turned to face Raban's racing figure, where she launched herself with her powerful legs directly at him, claws and fangs outstretched in what seemed to be an attack.
Knowing Raban, she knew he'd rather not risk being hurt, even while they were playing, so she bet on him faltering to duck and move out of the way. Janine landed on the ground in a roll, using her rough landing to rub herself in the dirt in an attempt to neutralize her scent again. When she felt herself slowing down, she got on her paws and dashed again, using the traction from the ground to gain more speed.
Several yards later, Janine saw the forest become a field, and with tall grass! Janine would've made a hiss or a roar but she had to keep what little energy she had left. She was running out of it, and she'd fall out if she didn't find a place soon. But the long grass was enough to take away Raban's sight, giving her a chance - unfortunately, it took away most of Janine's sight as well, making her unable to see ahead of her.
Nonetheless, she bounded forward, using her remaining energy to zigzag out of range now that she was well enough in the field. Left for a few yards, then right, then she dared to backtrack before shifting to turn again. She then skidded to a stop completely, forcing herself and Raban to use their sense of hearing to track their surroundings. There was a cool breeze in this area, in which the grasses made their own noise to counteract their potential ones.
And thankfully, the wind was blowing upwind from Raban, giving Janine the advantage this time. Crawling low like a feline, Janine was confident in herself until she felt the ground drop from under her, a strained gasp escaping her mouth as she barely recovered her paws.
Thankfully, she caught herself, and noticed that she almost fell in a hole... a rather decent sized hole. When Janine craned her neck over it, she realized that it was deep and wide enough to effectively hide her from above ground. Grass had covered it's entrance, and various flowers grew at the mouth and entrance of the hole - it reminded her of a rabbit's burrow.
Janine's heavy panting was all she heard as she looked around, and decided that it was the smartest thing to do. As she slowly crawled into her newfound 'den', she noticed that it looked really comfortable, if one was used to being underground in any case. She actually felt like a rabbit for a moment. But then she remembered that she was in the middle of a game, and focused her attention to the world aboveground. Realizing that this was the break she needed, Janine scooted herself to the very back of the burrow, where the darkness offered some coverage, and laid down to recover. Hopefully this bought her some time from Raban's relentless chase.