BIC: "Why can't you run?" Thor glances back over his rolling shoulder,
running was a sled dog's life as soon as the traces were on them,
"Were you injured?" And then he grinned cheekily and jested in his
light way, "Oh, 'scuse I, ya musta just got too old."

The rusty-patterned sled dog decided he liked this female, which
wasn't unusual, Thor tended to like anyone who didn't hold much or
exact their authority. Being told what to do had always riled the
sturdy canine.

-John

"I mean, I can run. I jus' don't have a musher to run for anymore. And I'm not old." Safari's ears pinned back slightly at the comment. Her coat may be a little shaggy, but she didn't think she looked old!