[Poggio]

It felt different, to hear the crunch of leaves and the pounding of his footsteps against the uneven earth as he called out and his lover responded with gaining footsteps. He weaved just beyond the thrushes of the house until his lungs compelled him to slow down and even his hiding spot was not good enough to spare him the Saytar pulled him into his arms. Out of breath he could hear Zosa panting beside him. "Tag." He said kissing the boys hand.