Hunter, Oliver and Tate
"Oooh! A three-legged race!" Hunter said. "I haven't been in one of those in ages!"
"Hey, don't look at me," Oliver replied.
"Tate?"
"Sure!"
"Like she would say otherwise."
Hunter grinned.
Mouse
Mouse looked over the events, wondering if there was anything she could actually do. Ah. This she could do, even at four and a hlaf months pregnant. Hide and go seek. *Using* powers. An adult's contest. She went to enter, and was soon on the field. Fafnir grinned at her, and she patted his head. She was Seeker. Go find 'em. Hunt, Fafnir. The wolf yipped, and then was off. The startled yell of the first person he found amde her giggle slightly.