Firefly Festival: The Starting Line

Iroh pranced into place as he saw the growing number of wolves take up their place in line. His eyes glittered with excitement as his tall not quite as barrel bodied form took its place near the other risen wolves. And lioness. The boy smiled in their direction, finding himself also noting the smaller bear, cat, racoon thing. H couldn’t help his stare, but pulled his gaze away as he had to focus on the race. He wanted to win and bring glory to Abraxas name. Iroh felt himself fall into a ready stance, ears back and head low as he coiled his limbs and prepared to sprint to the finish.