Gossamer was excited to get the race started. While she felt the most pressure to win her fights as a warrior of Armada she'd had much better luck with her races during the yearling party that Fireside wolf had hosted some time back. She stretched, eyeing the scar on her wrist, courtesy of her illness during the winter. It still twinged now and then and she hoped it wouldn't get in her way during the races. When it was her turn to go she lined up at the starting line and waited for her opponent to show. Hopefully, she could put on a decent showing for her younger siblings. If she face planted she'd never hear the end of it.

So far, she wasn't having too much fun. But that was probably to be expected, right? She was a slave. Did the stranger wolves know that? Did everyone else know? She had lost her fight, but at least there was a race she could still do and she wondered what her chances were of winning. Sure she was quick, but she didn't know anything about anyone outside of Habari to know how fast or strong they were compared to her. But then again, she had spent the majority of her life running for survival. So maybe she'd do better here than she did in her spar.

She approached someone that appeared to still be waiting for their opponent, and since it looked like most everyone else had paired up, she figured this girl was her racing partner. She gave a slight wag of her tail, head ticking down as she got ready. "Medusa is ready to race!" She flashed a half-hearted grin, trying to sound enthusiastic but she felt so uncharacteristic right now since Habari had been pretty much breaking her down that it was hard to be her usual self these days.

Giving her opponent time to get ready, she counted to three and took off. Paws carried her as fast as they could across the ground, but all she remained focused on was the goal so that she could just go back to her den and not deal with this festival anymore.

Medusa vs Gossamer for Race
Round: 1/1
Age: Over 1yr
Size: Medium
Build: Light
Skills: Intermediate Fighter & Intermediate Hunter

"Medusa"

Soo her opponent arrived. A scrawny, odd-smelling woman that spoke in a strange manner. She had actually glanced behind Medusa at first, thinking the wolf before her was some sort of odd herald for the 'medusa' wolf before she realized the woman was speaking in third person. Odd. Oh well, it made no nevermind to her in the long run. She was here to race. Gossamer nodded in greeting and lined up at the starting right. "Ok, let's do this."

The start signal was given and Gossamer sprang forward, her claws tearing up earth and grass as she bolted through the nook. She had a general idea of the finish line and she worked to weave between the trees as she ran.

Gossamer vs Medusa for Race
Round 1/1
Age: Over 1 Year
Size: Extra large
Build: Medium
Skills: Master Fighter & Master Healer
Specialty: Knight

And the winner is...

Medusa

Gossamer was left in the dust! Totals: Medusa: Speed Roll: 62 Stamina Roll: 25 Balance Roll: 65 Total: 152 Speed[62] + 5% Bonus[3.10]: 65.10 Stamina[25] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 25.00 Balance[65] + 5% Bonus[3.25]: 68.25 Total[158.35] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 158.35 Gossamer: Speed Roll: 73 Stamina Roll: 43 Balance Roll: 32 Total: 148 Speed[73] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 73.00 Stamina[43] + 10% Bonus[4.30]: 47.30 Balance[32] + 5% Bonus[1.60]: 33.60 Total[153.90] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 153.90