Maggie laughed when he ran past her, whipping around to face him as he darts past. "Someone's feeling playful," she laughed, "but sneak attacks are no fun at all."

She looped her bag over her head and rubbed her hands together. "Think you can get me now I'm expecting it?" She waited at the first twitch of huge paws to pull the air to her and lift her off the ground before he could make contact, and then run like hell for home.

She wasn't sure why, but instinct was screaming at her to make him chase her.