[He risks a glance down. Keith is following but not as fast as before. He parts his metal jaws in a Lion smile. Tag had been the right game and teaching him direct attacks wouldn’t work the right action.
He rumbles his approval. Keith might just catch him. He veres sharply to the right and levels off. How fast can he adjust now? If he’s to stay ahead of him he needs to know. He has a feeling a defensive bop will just be handing Keith a win so he doesn’t play coy or taunt anymore.]
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He rumbles his approval. Keith might just catch him. He veres sharply to the right and levels off. How fast can he adjust now? If he’s to stay ahead of him he needs to know. He has a feeling a defensive bop will just be handing Keith a win so he doesn’t play coy or taunt anymore.]