Ring Toss

Álarr followed after Valentine and the pups to help provide another set of watchful eyes for all the little ones at the festival. He was rather nervous about the event. There were so many wolves and even though the pups were brightly colored it would be fairly easy to lose them in these large crowds. He was just passing a coydog booth when a ring landed across one of his horns. It spun there for a moment before bopping him on top of the head. A shrill laugh made it immediately clear who was the culprit. Álarr turned to glare at Afi. The clever cat had snuck one of the rings and some how managed to wing it at him. He suspected Brynhildr may have helped.

Well, since he already had a ring he might as well give the game a shot. Álarr dipped his head to dislodge the ring then picked it up in his teeth and gave it a toss.