One last day of fun

When the snake around Pesto's scarred neck did not stir, she knew the wolf who was approaching was a friendly one. She paused in her craft, turning towards the winged boy with a friendly smile. "Mortis, wow you're growing fast." She did not see the other children of the Ashen Empire very often, not even her own new siblings did she spend much time with. Though it was hard not to notice the winged prince and harder still to ignore how he already rivaled her height. He questioned what she was doing with the tree, and Pesto motioned a paw towards the bark. "I'm building a sled, to race my monkey on." She told him. "You bring it to the top of a hill and then sit on it, and when you push off the sled will carry you all the way down the hill. Whoever makes it fastest wins. It's like riding on a cart, but without the grass to slow you down and without anyone pulling you." Having explained the game, she paused to study the boy. "You know, if I race Paskeiti it won't be fair. The opponents need to be similar weight otherwise someone will go faster then the other. Do you want to race me instead?" The princess challenged him with a grin, motioning with her paw towards the tree. "I can help you make it. We just need to tear down the bark and i have some extra hides for you to lay on."

Total WC: 702