Ring Toss

The small donkey works his way through the crowd of wolves, skirting closer to his herd mates anytime a wolf got too close. Taiga is an imposing presence and many stop to stare at the huge cave lioness as they pass. Still, the festive atmosphere is infectious and, when the group walks by a booth with a coydog barking about a ring toss, Oscar pulls up short. Game you say? Turning to the reindeer, the grumpy ass smirks, challenging, “Oi Kyren. Bet ya can’t hit the broad side of a barn with those rings.” Flaring his nostrils and puffing out his chest, Oscar turns to prance over to the booth. Nugget sits comfortably on his butt, little talons gripping the donkey’s long fuzz and glancing around at all the colorful things. Oscar steps up, taking a ring in his flat teeth. Lowering his head, Oscar then flicks it back up quickly, tossing the ring toward the pegs. He watches its arching path through the air, quietly hopping he hits something.

"Oscar"|"Nugget"