Gemotions

The first thing that hit Maya was the sun, a warm, inviting presence. She felt… ready. Not just ready, she felt… something that made her want to run. She stretched, feeling the pull in her muscles, and then she heard it. The telltale thump, thump, thump of Buster's paws against the fence.

She laughed, a sharp, delighted sound. Today, she decided, was the day for a different approach. She quickly pulled on her sneakers, flew out the door, and then grabbed a ball from the shed. She approached the fence with a purpose, keeping her movements light.

"Alright, Buster," she called, her voice filled with amusement. "Let's play!" She didn't want to chase him back. Instead, she tossed the ball over the fence. The game was on.