Sirom paced on ahead steadily, not rushing on in too fast as he wasn't aware that Songo was catching up rather quickly. To his surprise, he was easily beaten by her rapid paces as she made her ahead of him, feeling that thin, tannish tail rubbing along his ebony muzzle lips. Slipping out a low purr, Sirom knew this can turn out to be a friendly competition like a race. Pasting a small smirk around his jet black muzzle, he flexed out each and every paw-finger along his fore paws and made great springs on ahead, sneaking behind of Songo who was still going quite face. He playfully bit her on the tip of her tail as he made his way in front of her with a small chuckle.
"You're not too hard to catch up either Songo, here I am in front of you!" Sirom cackled and began to jog on ahead as his fluffy brown mane was blowing swiftly behind of him now. The cool refreshing air was making his pelt feel more florid as they were heading off in the direction where there were lots of liveliness rodents running along small patches of grass. He wasn't quite sure where they were heading but he assumed it was a safe zone.