"Hold up!" One of the boys, bouncing on top of a tire. "We call it tag cause we like the chase, but we are accommodating to the human sides too." He spoke and switched to a human. "What better way to learn the course if not chased? What if some evil thing took you in a maze and made you run it, would you go slow? No, you'd want to get out. Bro, switch!" he called up and the monkey on Matts back turned human.
"Oh! A two feet run!"
~Fine by me!~ was a snorted grunting noise from the demon, clapping tail with a palm.
~Its just a run the obstacle course as fast as you can day!~ he continued- broadcasted to the other soldiers on the course. ~Clear out or join in!~ A proud beast stood on the top of this wall, watching people- beasts and humans alike come over. ~Hands up: who knows this course? Really knows this course?~
Not a single hand raised.
~Object is not get tagged. Help your team mates, no power shifts. You get tagged, play dead for ten seconds then start over!~ A cheer went up. ~You only loose if no members from the team are on the field. You are all one team, but if you split in to groups your collective has a higher chance to win. First Six to Old Ridge Barn gets First Dibs at a pocket space gift.~ That was an even greater cheer.
"Best thing are the gifts he pulls out of warp." A soldier grinned at Winters side, clapping hands together to loosen fingers.
"Stick with any one and just run the course, Blaire. Any one dead will point you the right way."