eat my sand

Happily considering just bolting across the sandbar on his own, Crowley was surprised to see an even leggier individual approach and ask about his interest in a race. He had just been considering running towards it at full speed anyway, so why not see if this leggy thing was faster than him or not. It was an interesting proposition and with a quick nod towards the rusty... fox? he readied himself in a position to run directly across from what they called Auster. He couldn't remember a time he had raced anyone before, so he was certainly interested in seeing what it was like.