You scramble after the borrower, her paces enough to keep you running even when she was just walking. Though you were slowly gaining on her as you ran. After a few minutes, you're close enough to try and grasp her boot, though you were about as small to her as she'd appear to a human. You were beginning to run out of breath, and you'd be back to where you started if you dared stop. Thinking quickly, you jump up, clinging to the back of her right boot.
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