Ready. Set. Go! [festival race]

Excitement would rush through her viens as she trotted around the gathered wolves as she waited to catch sight of her opponent. She?d never been much good at sparring, but she could run and she could hunt like it was no one?s business. She wanted to take home a prize to make Dhiren proud of her. Her alabaster tail would wag excitedly behind her as she looked for Satu, who was probably already positioned at the starting point herself. Worried she would be late she?d put a skip in her step as she found herself at the line. With a determined smile covering her features she?d ready herself for the sound of ?start!? and she?d be off.