Outrun did what she did best, what called to her above all else: To run. To chase the wind, to leap over anything in her path. And anyone that couldnt keep up with her, or couldnt run and keep up a conversation, well, they got to see her leap away into the distance.
But time and time again, she saw the flash of dark fur and bright eyes trying to catch her attention, but would be be yet another chaser?
So Long Gay Bowser