[Squall grips his reigns again and adjusts himself to make sure he was ready. With a clam nod he looks ahead to observe the track. It was a simple and short one. He'd picked this one to satisfy Selphie's burning enthusiasm that he try something here at the festival. Short and quick, so she'd get off his back about it.]
Ready.
[Cloud seemed to be a chocobo enthusiast. He knew how to recognize a good bird when he saw one, but he wasn't particularly interested in chocobos. The job with the ranch was merely a source of income for him right now.
But with that thought, there's a loud crack in the air as the race begins and Squall kicks off.]
no subject
[Squall grips his reigns again and adjusts himself to make sure he was ready. With a clam nod he looks ahead to observe the track. It was a simple and short one. He'd picked this one to satisfy Selphie's burning enthusiasm that he try something here at the festival. Short and quick, so she'd get off his back about it.]
Ready.
[Cloud seemed to be a chocobo enthusiast. He knew how to recognize a good bird when he saw one, but he wasn't particularly interested in chocobos. The job with the ranch was merely a source of income for him right now.
But with that thought, there's a loud crack in the air as the race begins and Squall kicks off.]