Firefly Festival: The Starting Line
07-22-2019, 10:19 PM
He was not the first to arrive, far from it. As he approached the starting line he took in the sights of all the wolves lining up at the starting line. All of them were going to race? For a moment he wondered if he would see Dutch, amber eyes shifting around to find her familiar form but- fortunately- she was not there. Thoren knew nothing of her fling’s appearance, perhaps if he did he would have realized that he was positioning himself within a wolf or two of the pale male. Oblivious to this fact, Thoren squeezed in, offering apologetic glances to the wolves on either side of him before he hunkered down, muscles coiling lightly until just before the race began. Who knew, maybe his somewhat keener sense of sight would give him an advantage today? Perhaps not… "this is speech." |
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