They raced through the forest for what felt like an eternity, weaving through trees, darting over streams, Nala's powerful tail responding to every squeeze and tug of Cassius's hands.
Her laughter echoed through the woods, mingling with his playful taunts, their chemistry electric as they lost themselves in the absurd, joyous chaos.
But eventually, the exertion took its toll.
Nala's pace slowed, her coils trembling slightly, her breaths coming in heavy pants. Cassius, too, felt the strain, despite barely moving, the constant gripping and steering, the adrenaline of their wild ride, left him drained.
Finally, Nala's tail gave out, and she slithered to a stop beneath a towering oak, collapsing onto the soft grass, her coils sprawling around her. Cassius slid off, landing beside her, his chest heaving as he lay back, panting heavily despite having been the passenger.
