Cousin Courses [Legacy vs Fidelias Yearling Party Race]

Fidelias wasn't built for racing. He knew that. But he also knew that he needed to learn to coax as much speed from his burly form as he could to be an effective hunter, so he would need to do a whole lot more running. He stepped up to the line, looking only indirectly at his opponent, though her words drew his attention anyway. Paladin had kids? She was around his age, which confused him because he was certain he'd never seen her, even from a distance, and he froze up in uncomfortable confusion. It seemed weird and awkward to apologize for having no idea she existed, but he didn't know what else to say. "Oh... yes. It's... good to meet you," he settled for parroting, his head swinging slightly to bring his gaze further away from her, settling instead vaguely on the course ahead of them. "I am ready."