Ring Toss

Kane beamed with fatherly pride at the three pups clinging to his back as they oohed and ahhed at everything they passed. Even though they were just old enough to be out of their birthing den, Tamsyn had wanted to start them on their adventuring early, getting them out into the world to see the sights and meet as many new wolves as they could. What better place to expose young, bright minds and eyes to a world of wonder than a carnival? The dire brute meandered slowly down the rows of booths and stalls, taking in the sights, sounds, and smells all around him while he let his children overwhelm their senses with the world they'd just come in to. As they walked by a game booth with rings and wooden stakes, the coydog staffing the booth called out to Kane and Tam, beckoning them over to play. After exchanging a look with his mate, Kane stepped over to the booth and picked up a ring in his paw, since his sabers got in the way of using his mouth. "Watch this, little ones!" he said to his children as he tossed the ring at the sticks.

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