Running With The Salmon Festival

Ricin had heard of a race that was going to take place in the nearby rapids and he had eagerly waited for the day that the festival would start. It doesn’t hurt that, as his long legs pull the boy toward where the area where they are to gather, the smell of a wonderful breakfast hits his nostrils. Yes, he had eaten before leaving the nearby Elysium lands but he is young and will never pass up free food. Ah, but first, the young blue wolf moved to where the organizer of this event is and he dips his head in greeting, saying, “Hello. My name is Ricin and I am with the Elysium pack. Thanks for doing this!” As other racers begin to appear, the boy polite excuses himself to find a seat in on the grass.

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Once the racers are all assembled and Ricin is certain that he is going to drown in his own drool, Jynn leaps atop a boulder and speaks to the gathered crowd. Crimson eyes turn up to watch her, his tail lightly thumping the ground as he listens. The pairings are announced, the route laid and the floor opened the for questions and, finally, Ricin is released to eat. Hungry eyes widen as he moves to gather food from the fragrant fest piling salmon and eggs in front of himself and greedily digs into the wonderful food.


"Ricin Dauner"