not-so-grassy basin race

Pyralis wasn't quite sure what to do with herself so she wandered after Artisan. She'd picked up her sent and like any good nosey old woman decided to go and get into business and hope that it was something interesting. The trail led her to a basin full of golden grasses and snow. In that dull and fairly limited color palette it was easy enough to pick out Artisan as well as the fox wolf he was with. She'd seen the woman at the party and talked to her a little bit. If her memory served the name was Jynn. Pyralis wandered up to them in time to hear that they were getting a little race going. She grinned. "Allow me. Ready… Set…. Set some more….. GO!"