There are two types of chases.
The first is the most common. Where you’re running away from something that’s running at you. Both of you are giving it your all because you just might get away, and your pursuer doesn’t want that. You both are completely aware that there’s a chance for you, the runner. The one fleeing. Because the pursuer can’t go on forever. Eventually, they’ll slow down. And, eventually, they’ll fall so far behind, they won’t be able to catch you.
That’s the sort of chase dogs give. Or humans.
It’s the more common form of chase because it holds more truth to it. Generally speaking, neither pursuer nor pursued can continue forever. And, just because they’re pursuing, doesn’t mean that they’re unstoppable.
At least, that’s generally true.
But not when it comes to the second form of chase.
Having someone run at you full speed, with everything they have, is intimidating. Scary. But it’s even worse when they don’t give it their all. When they don’t run.
When your pursuer walks.
That’s the second form. The scariest form.
Because, your pursuer isn’t walking for no reason. They’re not walking because they can’t run. They’re walking because they’re confident. They know.
It doesn’t matter.
If you run, and if they run, it’s pointless. Useless.
Because they know that, in the end, they’ll catch you.
They’ll catch you.
This second form of being chased is far more terrifying. It causes panic. You feel claustrophobic because you know that the walls are closing in. That, no matter where you turn, it’s just another corner, another snag that brings your pursuer closer.
It’s the type of chase that fires give. That storms give. That tigers give.
Only the fiercest of hunters pursue this way.
And, as I run, I know it in my bones:
You’re not like a dog. Not like a human.
I see your tiger eyes. Your slow walk.
And I know.
You’ll catch me. Continue reading “Tiger Chase”