Ring Toss

Tempo wasn't really sure what to do with himself here, he wasn't used to being around so many wolves in some time. He huddled in on himself as he walked, violet gaze moving over the gathering, the tantalizing smells of food wafted on the air and despite himself, he'd been tempted enough to try a few of the fried meats. Now as he meandered through the stalls he caught the calling of one of the many various coydogs. He wandered closer to the stall and gave a shrug, why not try right? Tempo picked up one of the rings and gave it a good toss.

"Tempo Destruction"