Stone Circle round, round, round..

Oh, this was thrilling, exciting and fun. For a moment or two, or three the alabaster-white male forgot all about the world, his anxieties and worries. Instead adrenaline shot through his body like a wolf on steroids as he ran like lightning after the round, small rock that looked more like a pebble than anything else. At the same time his paws kicked back and forth a couple of stones. The amount of stone kickery depended entirely upon the stone itself; some weighed more heavy than others and thus, they didn't flung as far.

"Goaaaalllll..." he said out loud in a cheer-like fashion and he was about to do his silly victory dance that he entirely made-up on the spot when he noticed he was in the presence of another wolf. Oh, dear. How much had she seen of his agility game that appeared mostly like European soccer? And even worse: what would she think of him, seeing all these silly antics so freely on display? His anxiety kicked in for a second before he took a moment, sighed deeply and tried to recollect himself.

"Hey you.." Dragonfly said gently and playfully. "Want to join in with the game .." What was it called? Thinking for a second, he added proudly. "..stone kickery? I promise it's mucho bueno better than some good ol but kickery." Ha, but kickery?!? As if that was even a thing. Curiously he glanced into her direction, waiting impatiently on her answer as he was ready to go another round.