(So a bit lame and repetitive, sorry. Second post in a row. :3)
He ran, adrenaline pumping through his veins, strides growing longer and more powerful. His black head was close to the ground, eye squinting to protect itself against hanging branches or those protruding from fallen trees. So many obstacles only made the race more exhilarating and Hati nearly forgot the dark female following behind him. At least, he hoped she was following. He had not hung around to wait and see what her reaction would be to the sudden change in direction that, if nothing else, was to avert any continued discussion on what he should be called by.
The forest thinned, and still he sprinted with all his strength and zero brains. He felt as if he was running from something, that he had to get away from it at all costs or his very existence would crumble. He knew what it was. Silver. She was breaking the barriers that had been slowly built around him over years of life as a loner in exile and there was nothing he could do to stop it. Not that he wanted to anyway. But it is a hard thing for one to face when all he has ever known abruptly changes, for the better or the worse.
Then the brook appeared out of nowhere; somehow he had not heard the sound of its gently flowing waters, and he was unable to see so far left with his right eye. He felt paws strike air and his sleek body tumbled into the muddy waters head first. Fortunately it was not deep in this place and, after struggling to gain footing on the slimy bottom, he managed to propel himself back up to the surface. There, for a moment, he was only a scrawny mess of a water logged fur-ball frantically treading water. If Silver had seen him...he would never, ever live this down.
Hati's muddled brain tried to regain its bearings but somehow couldn't; he kept turning in circles and, unsure of which bank he had fallen from, stayed that way. Eventually he picked the levelest and crawled out of the brook with a mighty shake that sprayed water in all directions. Silver? His single eye glanced around in search of her black figure.