Ring Toss

Tyrfing attended the carnival with the rest of his family, intending only on signing up for the fighting tournament, but being drawn toward the games nontheless. All around him wolves were throwing things, it was chaotic and loud and full of new smells and Tyrfing found himself all for it. He stepped up toward the table as the attendant beckoned him forward, gazing at each ring where it lay ready for him to grab. They all seemed identical, so he went with his gut and grasped one at random. From above him his hummingbird darted back and forth above the rings. Finding a suitable area to throw towards, Fin pulled back his head and let the ring loose, watching as it soared toward the pegs and hoping the Gods would allow him a solid win today.