It should feel wrong, and weird, and yet it feels amazing. Effortless speed, moving as fast as a car as he raved through the lands of the village. Excitement coursing through him as he ran, trying to push himself as hard and as fast as he can. Sometimes overtaking Ty, other times falling behind, before racing into the clearing where they'd began.

Laughing, feeling as if he should be winded and yet finding it's mostly that he practically swallowed air as he ran.

"Yes! God, yes," he says, voice high and excited, and utterly ready to do this again. New path or the same?