Firefly Festival: The Starting Line

The festival was beautiful so far and he delighted in Célestin’s company through the events. A race seemed like a grand affair to him although he had been too young to compete when he was in his home country. He lined up next to a female in black and white that he discovered was actually a man once his scent wafted toward him and gave a second glance at the other wolves beside him. Several of them seemed to have the black and white coloration but one in particular caught his attention who didn’t quite fit in with the others. He was as large as he was and red coated with a strange brown brindling that struck him as odd. He filed the thought away for later and crouched into position, trying to clear his head as he made a mad dash for the finish line.

Pegasus lines up at the starting line

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