Pity Party (Party and Races!)

Álarr chuckled then moved to the starting line when it was his turn to race, against his brother. He grinned at Tyrian. "Go easy on me, eh? I'm wounded!" He was joking of course but figured he'd play a bit of a pity card. Álarr gingerly made his way to the starting line, trying not to sway too much and to focus on the course ahead. Once the start signal was given he bounded forward, trying to keep his head low as he felt his horns snag on some of the lower hanging branches. His spacial sense seemed to have gotten worse with the alcohol but he wasn't going to give up that easy and instead continued charging forward.

Álarr vs Tyrian for Race
Round 1/1
Age: Over 1 Year
Size: Dire wolf
Build: Medium
Skills: Master Fighter & Master Healer
Specialty: Anatomist