You're running. You're running and you're breathless, so you stop and duck behind a tree to drag oxygen into your lungs. Your heart is beating so fast. You lean back hard into the cutting bark of the tree, your palms scraping over it to feel the roughness of it. You duck your head around the side, peering back the way you came for signs of pursuit. You see nothing and it makes you smile to yourself, smug that you'd outrun the one who'd been chasing you.
The smugness only lasts until a pair of arms slip around you and you yelp as they drag you back, holding you against the body they belong to. "You weren't supposed to use your nose, Cora," you say with a laugh, but you're content to sink into her arms and rest your own over them, your hands closing over warm fingers.
She nuzzles against your neck, breathing you in, sighing with relief. "I didn't," she replies, as smug as you had been a minute before. "I used my ears. You didn't ban that from the game."
You turn in her arms, stare into those devilish brown eyes. So beautiful, your precious wolf. So perfect. All yours. "Your ear, hmm," you repeat, doubtful. You know she has good ears, but well enough to find you after a ten minute head start? She smiles and touches her nose to yours, offers a small kiss and a giddy laugh. "What's funny?" you ask, though you're grinning too and you don't even know why.
"You," she replies. "You think I can't find you by sound alone?" She glides her hands down your arms, links her fingers around your wrists before dragging them up around her shoulders. One step, two steps forward and she presses you back against your hiding place, kissing you again. "I would recognize the sound of your heartbeat if the whole town was walking around out here."
Her words make you melt and you urge her down into another kiss, drawing it out to savor her warmth. And you're sure, even though you don't have super hearing, that you could pick her heart out of a crowd as well.