Firefly Festival: The Starting Line

The titan knew he was good for short, fast spurts, in the way a boulder could move. Long distance running, and racing in general? He knew he didn’t stand a chance. Of course, that wasn’t going to keep him from the start line. He knew a challenge when he saw one, and he wasn’t about to let Zee charge down that line without him acting like he was chasing her. He wanted the smaller wolf to win, even if he wouldn’t say it.

He found Deathbelle, already tucked in between Archon and Hannibal, and shook his head with a silent sigh. He made his way towards Zee instead, who set herself near the end of the line, and appeared beside her. “Last one to the line is on grooming duty.” he teased her quietly.