thexafflicted
Looking back as Sunny continued running, Sunny shouts back, “Hell no you don’t like the chase! You like torturing me by chasing after me is what!” The petite woman shouts back to Hunter as she panted from running so much - she never really was one for sprinting.
Whatever he did, it could barely be called running. It was more of a casual jog behind her as his twisted mind enjoyed the scared aura she gave away. The cackle which escaped his mouth at the sound of her words sounded almost sickly twisted as he stopped, his eyes still glued to her. Almost with no effort, he dematerialized into nothing but a shadow, only to appear a few feet in front of her, opening his arms a bit and wrapping them around her petite frame as he caught her. “Seems like you can’t escape my charm, can you?”
