Where Ferns Grow

Sunder’s pelt wrapped tail drummed a happy beat on the tree behind him as the fox-wolf woman accepted his invitation to a race. He was quick to bound over to her, his enthusiasm manifesting in a bouncing, deer-like gait until he stopped at her side in a ready runners stance. “How about da sout’ern borda? I haven’t been out dat way yet but I hear it’s pretty.”

As for a start signal, that was easy. “How about we go on da count of tree?” No muss, no fuss, just a simple and easy start. “Ready? One…two…tree!” Sunder was off like a shot. He’d pay close attention to his racing companion and if she for some reason didn’t accept his terms and stayed where she was, he’d loop back around and try again. Otherwise he’d set his sights on the ground ahead and start picking out potential obstacles. This stretch of the Gulley looked pretty easy; nothing but muted, winter-ready plants everywhere the eye went.

Sunder vs Jynn for Race
Round 1/2
Age: 1+
Size: Small
Build: Medium
Skills: Expert Hunter & Beginner Navigator