She let out a bark of laughter and picked up her speed, able to keep up with Ryder. They continued to race to the clearing, not having to worry about crashing into a tree or tripping over a fallen log. When she made it to the clearing, she collapsed in the soft swaying grass, giggling like a giddy school girl. Her smile faded though, when she suddenly remembered how she and Wyrd used to run like this through the woods. She sat up, her hair a tangled mess.