Come down, come down sweet reverence

Jynn paced around the base of Lazuli Falls, looping her way around the pool and back again. She'd been feeling restless and aimless of late as she sdtruggled to make her plans a reality. So far she hadn't been able to recruit any like-minded wolves to her band. It seemed most either preferred pack life or wished to remain loners. Filled with restless energy Jynn knew she needed an outlet. A race would be good if there was anyone around that would take her up on one. Maybe they could race to the edge of the Shimmering Shore. That would be a good long race that might drain this nervous energy. It would be challenging though for she was more of a sprinter than a long distance runner. Still worth a shot. She tipped back her head and called for an opponent.

Traveling all over Boreas was a challenge in and of itself, but dipping into Auster at one point was a whole different beast for the woman and her companions. They had crossed the Bifrost, careful to go around pack territories. She was curious about their scents but Bellamy didn’t dare get too close. The last thing the woman wanted was to enrage some alpha by trespassing again. She had gotten lucky that Acere had understood in her youth - not everyone would have been so kind or understanding. The woman was admittedly curious though about how each pack was run. Maybe if she had succeeded in her endeavors she might be able to pick the brains of other alphas. A nearby call, the voice almost familiar, caught Bellamy’s attention. Heading out to investigate with Whiskers and Ears in tow she soon found out why. The woman was the maned wolf that Bells had fought on the battlefield. The dark-furred woman dipped her head to her,  a thoughtful look on her face. “Calling for company again today I see. I doubt it’s a battle you’re after today though.” Her green gaze was thoughtful as she lifted her gaze to meet Jynn’s own. It didn’t sound like just casual conversation that the woman was after either. What sort of thing could she be wanting then? "Speech" 'Thought.'

Come down, come down sweet reverence

Jynn always enjoyed racing even if she had been on quite the losing streak when she’d first come to these lands. Still, everything was about practice. She’d been having a good run of luck so far. Maybe it would continue? She smiled at the familiar black and white woman she’d sparred up in the battlefield. “Hello again! You’re right. I’m looking for a race this time around. A race to the Shimmering Shore just north of here. The sun’s almost set and when it does that shore glows blue. You’ll be able to see it.”

She glanced at her companion. “Tahmores can count us off. My name is Jynn by the way.” She readied herself and waited til the other woman was ready as well. Tahmores cleared his throat then shouted, “Ready… set… go!” Like that Jynn bounded forward.


Jynn vs Bellamy for Race
Round 1/?
Age: Over 1 Year
Size: Large
Build: Light
Skills: Master Navigator & Master Fighter
Specialty: Scout

A race huh? Well that was something different, Bellamy thought to herself. She had never been to the Shimming Shore before but she didn’t doubt that it’d be easy enough to find by the maned woman’s description. Bells gave a small nod - all she had to do was look for the glrwing blue landscape. It soundeded easy enough. She went on to say that her companion would count them off for the race and the dark-furred woman grinned. “Sounds like a plan. I’m Bellamy, for the record.” Jynn had given her name so it only seemed fair that Bells do the same. Then they were being counted off. Once the companion had finished counting down Bellamy took off across the earth. The leafy greens of the plants gave way under her paw as she raced away from the falls, the sound of their roar beginning to die down as she made her way ahead. She didn’t look back the way they had come, keeping her attention straight ahead so she wouldn’t miss the signs of the shore. Her heartbeat quickened as she ran, feeling a rush of excitement in accepting the race with the maned woman. She had never participated in one before but it certainly didn’t seem bad. Bellamy vs Jynn for Race Round 1/2 Age: Over 1 Year (Six Years) Size: Extra large Build: Medium Skills: Expert Fighter & Intermediate Intellectual         "Speech" 'Thought.'

Come down, come down sweet reverence

Jynn's ears were back to minimize wind resistance as her long legs ate up the distance toward the finish line. She'd always been more of a sprinter so this race would push her a bit more. Her jaws parted to intake more oxygen as she ran and she tried to focus on the race though it wasn't easy. As the sun settled lower it painted the sky in rich shades of orange and crimson and cast the clouds a soft cream. Up ahead she could just see the ripples of bright neon blue as the incoming tide rippled the bioluminescent creatures that lived in these waters. She could feel her chest starting to burn a bit but she put her head down and continued on, hoping to seize victory.


Jynn vs Bellamy for Race
Round 2/2
Age: Over 1 Year
Size: Large
Build: Light
Skills: Master Navigator & Master Fighter
Specialty: Scout

This was a challenge for the dark-furred woman, though not one that she necessarily minded. Her lungs were aching, her body pushing forward as she sought to come out on top for their race. Her lungs were beginning to ache but she could already feel the ground starting to shift and give way to a new type of earth. Bells growled lightly, pushing herself as her tail flagged out behind her almost like a proud banner on display. She knew Jynn would be giving it her all too, and neither woman wanted to give the other victory easily. Bellamy could feel her legs aching, begging her to slow, but seeing the bits of neon blue on the horizon she kept pushing, figuring it wouldn't be much more now before one of them was the decided winner. Bellamy vs Jynn for Race Round 2/2 Age: Over 1 Year (Six Years) Size: Extra large Build: Medium Skills: Expert Fighter & Intermediate Intellectual "Speech" 'Thought.'

And the winner is...

Jynn

Bellamy was left in the dust!! Totals: Jynn: Speed Roll: 93 Stamina Roll: 23 Balance Roll: 49 Total: 165 Speed[93] + 5% Bonus[4.65]: 97.65 Stamina[23] + 5% Bonus[1.15]: 24.15 Balance[49] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 49.00 Total[170.80] + 25% Bonus[42.70]: 213.50 Bellamy: Speed Roll: 13 Stamina Roll: 35 Balance Roll: 72 Total: 120 Speed[13] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 13.00 Stamina[35] + 10% Bonus[3.50]: 38.50 Balance[72] + 5% Bonus[3.60]: 75.60 Total[127.10] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 127.10

The end goal of the race, the invisible finish line, was right there. Bellamy could see it, could practically taste victory on her tongue. The femme furrowed her brow, her legs and legs burning as she started to slow. She couldn’t keep up this pace… It seemed her pregnancy was affecting her mother more than she thought. To make matters worse the pups seemed to be moving all of a sudden, kicking her sides as if they were trying to race too. She slowed to a stop, huffing, and puffing as she lowered her head. “F-Fuck…” Maybe she needed to be more careful. She lifted her head to see that Jynn was ahead of her - the maned wolf had won. "Speech" 'Thought.'