Silence hit and scraped against a few trees, but managed to keep up well. A few times they came close to running straight into a few trees, but thankfully good luck was on their side today.

Silence got a bit distracted by the falcon, stumbling over themself a bit. They quickly regained their balance and sped up their pace.

"I am being productive!" Galaxian shouts into the air out of the blue.
Huh.

Galaxian prepares to stop--only for a certain falcon to just slam into his back. 
It's kinda sad how he's light enough to be just flipped over onto the ground. Then, he rolls multiple times. Then he just falls off the ledge. Apparently the forest ends abruptly with a cliff-like structure, but thankfully, there's some ground coming up soon for Galaxian.
Hopefully Silence can stop in time.

Yay for Silence, their side is less steep than Galaxian's.
In fact, it's not too dangerous a ledge. It's mostly just a roll to about the halfway point for Silence. 
Galaxian, on the other hand, has gathered enough momentum to tumble all the way down. He doesn't seem too concerned. And for his side of not-intelligent-right-now, he's yet to figure out Silence hasn't stopped before the drop.

(MOU IKKAI MOU IKKAI)
Silence is unable to catch up the deity, who lands facefirst on the ground at some point in the very near future with nothing broken or hurt but also no response other than a tentative "Oof".

Galaxian just rolls over and lolls his head back to try to see where Silence is, blinking his scarlet eyes like nothing is off about the situation at all.
The falcon, which had followed his descent in air, lands on his chest with a haughty squawk. 

The falcon croaks in a way that signals he doesn't like the screaming going on.
Galaxian blinks. "Hurt? I'm not hurt."

"Scratches?" Ironically, Galaxian slightly scratches his head at that. Haha. Very funny. Unlike the narrator, though, he doesn't do that on purpose. "I don't think so."

Galaxian tries to grab their hand but his hand goes through theirs.
"Oops." He giggles and then grabs their hand. 
If Silence pulls him up, he'll be off the ground entirely, oof.

Galaxian's obviously nonchalant about the entire thing. He grins. "So I think we tied?"
He's talking about the race again.

"We should race again another time! That was fun!" Galaxian exclaims.
The falcon puffs his feathers up.

The falcon squawks. Are falcons supposed to squawk? Dunno.
"He's called Hayato," Galaxian responds for the falcon, who shoots him a beady-eyed glare and then ruffles his feathers.

They're in a clearing of sorts. The forest seems to have turned deciduous, marked by the boundary of the "cliff", whereas on the other side was mostly made of coniferous trees. However, there are small plants all around.
Hayato hops off Galaxian's chest and flaps his wings furiously.

"He does that a lot," Galaxian says, plopping down onto the ground again. "He knows I can't get hurt from anything like that, so he does anything from pecking my head to 'eating' my hair to knocking me over while I'm running."