<span style="color: #FF4000"><span style="font-weight: bold"> “I think you all are too fixated on my balls,” Eidhin grumbled but smirked as he disappeared into the cave to find the costume.</span> </span><br/><br/><br/>“We are all just looking after your well being, Mister Bunny,” Thomas quipped in quickly between bites of food. He just could not let the opportunity but also knew he did not have long to get nourishment in him before they started.<br/><br/>Everyone was eager to begin as Eidhin went to change and Aidan began going over the rules with a splash of theatrics at the appropriate moment though it reminded Thomas of something. Looking down at himself, he realized that he did not have his soul bound clothes meaning he could not shift for the game... at least not without destroying his current clothes. Sure he could not win in any other form than human but running in wolf had a greater sense of freedom to it. Also after the battle and stress induced changes, he was short on other clothes to wear and 'borrowing' from the dead was still something he wished to avoid for as long as possible.<br/><br/>As the tutorial of rules came to an end and the 'hero' of the hour returned, Thomas was starting to slip slightly back into a somber state at the train of thought over clothes but he did not get far or stay there long. Eryan whispered words took him aback for a moment before eyes lit up and a playful/eager smile formed on his face as he watched her stretch for a half second. He could have watched that perfect ass in tight designer jeans as she went through her stretches longer but the Bunny chase waited for no one, and so dragged himself to his feet.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">“5….4…3…2…1! GET THE BUNNY!!”</span>Aidan's voice called out thus starting the pack's game.<br/><br/>Thomas' foot went forward but instead braced to go back as his hand wrapped around Eryan's bare midriff and pulled her back before she could gain momentum. A brief moment was savored as he pulled her against him before with a soft growl and playful laugh, he spun and let her go behind him. It did not really give him much of a head start but it she might hold it against him for slowing her down from the others. Hopefully she understood it was all for play.<br/><br/>He quickly took off after that... and just as quickly realized he wished he had had the time to stretch proper as his scarred calf worked against him. It was stiff and took longer than his other muscles to loosen up due to the damage. The others were familiar with it by now but Eryan likely noticed (though not necessarily realize) the slight catch in his gait and lose of speed compared to before she left, as he pushed through the stiffness and small pain. It would not hold him back though as this was what he really needed: a run.<br/><br/>Once the calf worked itself out, Thomas could fully enjoy the chase and the freedom it brought. He did not really care if he won or not as the feeling from the run; the wind rushing past, the movement of his limbs fading into almost air, the pulsing of his heart, and the clarity that swept through his head were all he really needed from this. There was still more to do later but for this game, it was more about the run than anything else for Thomas.