((this is where it gets fun.))
*Gusts of wind alter his trajectory after each leap, each one proceeded by a small tickle to warn which way it was going to push him before he leapt; nikolai laid down, beginning to accept this - there appeared to be a smile on his muzzle. The wind allowed him to pull off much more stylish leaps, some beyond normally considered limits of furries - feral or anthro; however, each gust seemed to tire him much more than all of the leaps before put together - his eyes also faded in colour towards black.*
((Sorry for controlling nikolai, but was trying to make him a bit more comfortable than just standing there with a blank look on his face.
))
