I Keep My Focus On The Simple Things

Gossamer grinned as Mortis fanned her with one of his wings. "Ahhh… much better!" It was amazing how hot one could get running around all the time, even though it was cold outside. She flipped back onto her paws. "We should go patrolling some time. I'm really tough!" She could help scare off intruders! Gossamer stretched a little. "Ok, I'm ready now, start us Ásta." The fox nodded and stepped away, giving Mortis a chance to get ready before starting the race.

"Ready, set…. go!" yelled the fox.

Gossmer let out a whoop and took off across the beach, kicking up sand and snow as she raced along toward the tree. Halfway there she realized she should've made a bet or something to keep it interesting but perhaps this was just as well. It would give her a chance to size up her brother's speed.