Firefly Festival: The Starting Line

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anshee was prepared to leave all the old folks in her dust when it came to each and every one of the competitions. Much like many other Kleins, the babe was dead set on being a champion. Thus, as she strolled up to the starting line the youngster had her head held up high and her tail flicking with confidence. Those baby blue eyes flicked across her father, the tall and slim albino, then to her Empress, the black and white fat lady. The babe rolled her eyes as she overheard the taunting words of her cocky sire and decided to keep distance between herself and the pair of cringy adults. Thus, she found herself standing near the younger pup with grey and white markings. Banshee's eyes didn't spare the pup a second glance before finding the path ahead. While awaiting the start of the race she began to stretch out her limbs like Luc had told her to do at the examination. Banshee was sure it would help her be more fluid once the race began.