Ring Toss

Gasps and a few screams of panic accompanied Taiga as she made her way among the congregation of wolves. The hulking feline dwarfed the lot of them. As massive paws led the cat almost soundlessly through the gathering, she noticed the tables of games. The little darts would have been too tiny for her paws. The little ducks seemed way too easy. She could see herself possibly being able to handle the rings and pegs though.

Padding up to the scarred coydog, Taiga gently hooked one of the rings around a single claw. It took a few spins to build up momentum, but she eventually extended her snowy appendage and the ring went flying. At first she thought that it was going to fly wide, but she's actually achieved fairly good aim. The cat was pleased with herself and a deep, rumbling purr emanated from her wide, speckled chest.

"Taiga"