Ring Toss

Manea sauntered through the carnival along side her husband, attempting to keep track of their children as they ran amuck through the tents and stalls until eventually she just waved them off with the instruction to come find them later. They weren't tiny pups any more, no matter how much that fact saddened her, and they could certainly hold their own for a couple of hours at a carnival. Her attention was drawn to one of the coydogs as Alastor engaged with one of them, agreeing to their game. She smirked and slipped up along side him to try her paw at it as well. She eyed up the distance between them and their targets for a moment before picking up one of the rings and tossing it over to the bottles, making sure to aim so that her ring wouldn't accidentally knock into Alastor's along the way.

"Manea Mendacium"