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Wolves cried out her name and begged for her to just glance at them. Esti was too busy, too fast, for things like that. She had later to talk to her fans and appease the masses. Her opponent was forever behind her, Esti glanced behind her for good measure, sticking her tongue out; her signature taunt. The wolves watching her went wild, calling her name, "Esti! Esti! Esti! Heil."

Wait, Heil? Who was that? A blur passed as Esti ran. That wasn't a tree. That was an actual someone else, and that someone else was a Heil fan. Heil! That must have been Esti's opponent in today's race; she hadn't checked before hand. Esti's head whipped back, trying to see the wolf who cheered someone else's name. Something about looking behind you while you're running makes it really hard to keep running, Esti found out, because the next thing she knew, she was tumbling across the ground, landing finally and sliding on her shoulders for a short distance. Her rump plopped down as she stopped sliding, her blue eyes scanning the spinning horizon for the opponent's fan, "Hey!" her voice squeaked as she started to right herself, "You can't interrupt a race like that! It's cheating!" the girl panted, not letting her lack of breath interrupt her words, but rather gasping for it at the end of her sentences.

Esti bounded forwards, finally sighting the cloudy-looking woman, "Who is Heil, anyway, and why aren'tcha cheering for the number one Esti instead?" The girl shook the grass and dirt from her fur, "Name's Esti, I'm the fastest runner in the whole world."

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