Parkour Playground head needs renovation

The other boy seemed to be calming down a little from his initial excitement, and Felyx found himself a little disappointed. Energy still thrummed through his veins. He wanted to run, jump, play, bite. But he didn't want to start any trouble with Paeryl by tearing someone up before the boss man even arrived. Besides, sinking his teeth into wolf flesh sounded unappealing, to say the least. A fight was the last thing he wanted.

Maybe he'd find a nice rabbit to sink his teeth into later.

Interest piqued again at the careful way Dace chose his next words. His own response was less so. "I prefer to not choose any battles at all, if I can help it," he said, which was truer than Dace might believe of him. And then...

Tag!

A paw tapped him, and his playmate tore off, uncaring of how dangerous that might be up in the tree. Felyx, for his part, didn't care either, a laugh escaping him once more as he bolted after the other teen. He'd play until he couldn't move a muscle anymore if that's what Dace wanted. It was up to whether the dark-furred boy could keep up or not.

Game on.

Fade ^^