Moonstone Quarry TEEKON HIGHLAND GAMES: Shore to Shore Swim

The day was heating up, as was the atmosphere of competition. Ruenna was perfectly content as a spectator for the events of the morning, although when the afternoon's events were announced, her heart did execute some funny gymnastics. 

Ruenna had not expected to enter any events as an athlete-- anyone who witnessed her pained, limping gait would understand why. Competitions like the 100 Yard Dash, Tug of War, Wrestling... all of that was out of the question. But swimming? That had been her physical therapy for the last few moons, since the weather had been warm enough for her to submerge in the Caldera's lakewaters. Little had she known that her daily therapy might also double as training for this event. 

Rue limped up to the edge of the lake, taking her position with the competitors. She would not make eye contact, avoiding any chance of glimpsing the confused, humored, or concerned expressions that might have met her gaze. She might not be able to keep up with the best swimmers here-- those from the seaside and island packs-- but she was certain she could at least complete the swim.