Backpacking Adventure (Stormwind)

Oliver quickly began to sprint down the slope after Annie, gaining on her rapidly enough and yelling out as much as he quickly pursued the female.

"Try me Oliver" She giggled, leaning up and playfully biting his ear before she pulled away, descending faster down the slope to break away from him, letting out soft laughs as she went down.

Oliver laughed as he was pushed back. "Don't make me put my money where my mouth is, Annie," he growled playfully, flexing his muscles to show her what the results of his year of training had been. Because I will." He winked at her teasingly as he spoke, the pair beginning to descend a little towards the valley below.

"Of course she counts Oli! If you know her, which you do, then she clearly counts" She giggled, trying to shove him back and she smiled.

"She doesn't count. I had to pay for that ticket, whereas you've been there for me for as long as I can remember- and it's never cost me an arm and a leg like she did." Oliver replied, teasingly shoving her gently for bringing up the singer as if there was real competition between the pair of females.

"Well no, what about that one singer you met?" She pointed out, giving him a playful smile as she walked with him and held onto his hand softly.

"Of course I do." Oliver affirmed, giving the fox's hand a tight squeeze as he spoke. "You're the prettiest girl I know, Annie."

Her ears twitched as she listened to him and she blushed under her fur, wagging her tails softly and she smiled, "You don't mean that" She said softly and she smiled up at him.

"Nearly as beautiful as you," Oliver remarked, glancing out at the tall pine forest to the left and then the gentle rolling hills further down the mountain to their right.

The vixen smiled and wagged her tails as she walked with him, pressing her side against his as she held his hand, her ears drooped back softly and she looked around at the scenery around them.

The bobcat was distractedly watching the scenery as they began the day's hike, but as soon as he saw Annie's yellow arm in his peripheral vision he quickly clasped his hand with hers, a soft purr rumbling in his chest.

She pulled up her pack over her shoulder and she began following him, walking beside the male and she softly reached for his free hand.

"Same." Replied Oliver, hoisting his pack onto his back and checking his compass to ensure they were going the right way before starting off in the direction of the Spanish-French border, near which they would find their next stop.

By the time he was out of the tent, Annie had changed into new fresher clothing, now wearing a pair of short shorts and a tank top, her tails softly wagging and she helped him finish packing, "I'm ready when you are" She cooed softly.

Finally, Oliver emerged and busily worked at tearing down the tent, too distracted by trying to do the task quickly to pay attention to Annie for now.

Annie giggled softly and she packed up outside the tent, getting their bags ready and she stretched softly.

"Barely!" Oliver protested, making a dramatic pouty face at the vixen as he ducked back into the tent to actually start packing up, bending over as he did so to squeeze into the low-profile shelter.

Annie flopped over when she got out first and she laughed as she watched him, "Beat you" She giggled.

Oliver had tripped over his flashlight as he lunged for the door, and gasped desperately as he failed a grab at Annie's ankles. When he emerged from the tent he was laughing so hard he wasn't actually making any sound, doubled over as his stomach fluttered with his laughter.

Annie whined when he threw her shorts and she tumbled for her shorts, pulling them on and she scrambled out of the tent, breathing heavily.

Growling playfully, Oliver joined in the race, throwing his own clothes on as quickly as he could. He did his best to sabotage his competition, throwing her shorts across the tent before she could get to them with a mischievous smirk on his face.

"Damn it Oliver" She chuckled, moving back toward him and her tails wagged softly, she leaned up and looked like she was going to kiss him, but instead she nipped his nose playfully, grinning at him and she scrambled to get dressed and out of the tent.

Oliver smirked teasingly at the vixen after giving her such a cheeky wake up call, purring "It's about time, sleepyhead!"

Anita was curled up comfortably until she felt a smack to her ass, she woke with a yelp and she flopped away from him, breathing hard until she realized it was him and she calmed down, "Holy shit" She breathed out.

When Oliver awoke, he woke up his partner by teasingly spanking her, hardly able to hold in his laughter as he waited for her reaction.