She pushed herself to go faster. Each lap we did, she pushed faster and faster. By the last lap, I was struggling to keep up with her and I don't even think that's the fastest she could go. I had a feeling she was holding back because of me.
"When it gets to be winter, I come out here and practice jumping from tree to tree while the branches are bare." She told me as we were cooling down in the clearing. "It helps me land softly and delicately."
"I don't see how you do that. I'm tired just from running. How do you not get worn out?"
"I'm not like other Lycanthrope." She stated plainly.
"Yes, I can see that. No normal Lycanthrope can run THIRTY miles without being tired. No normal Lycanthrope jumps through the trees for fun, either." She rolled her eyes, but before she could r
