[SF] feet, don't fail me now!

The pale girl had been partnered with Sayuri for the Salmon Run Festival. The koi woman gave her a friendly glance as she took the point at the starting line. It wasn't often she felt the desire to race someone, even if the desire to run free without rules and stuffy regulations was a thing. "Good luck!" she chirped warmly to the yearling.

Ready, set, go! Sayuri darted from the starting line, jumping over obstacles as they came and keeping an eye on Sybil. If the girl tripped, she felt compelled to help... Or not. Sayuri had her eye on the prize, which was... something? She hadn't been paying attention much. All she knew is the woman wanted to win!

1/2 - race!
"Speech"