Redhawk Caldera Five golden rings

Elwood angled his ears back towards Finley, listening for the pounding of her paws that would indicate that she was taking up the chase. He was rewarded momentarily, and that only inspired him to run harder, digging his feet deeper into the snow to propel himself forward. If she was at full strength, she likely would be faster than him, due to her lighter bone structure; but it wouldn't be a fair race until she had completely healed.

Even so, she was quickly gaining on him. He couldn't let her win, now could he? Abruptly, Elwood slammed on the brakes, his haunches sliding beneath him so that he was nearly in a sitting position as he skidded to a halt. He intended to let Finley fly past him, and as she did, he called out, "First is the worst, second is the best!" What did that even mean? Didn't matter, he was just looking for any opportunity to get under her skin.