"may the best racer win?" Felix's gloved hand left the rim of his sleigh and outstretched towards you. You flashed the freckled male a look of reluctance before accepting his little hand shake. Both you and Felix participated in dog sled races. But every time, you two would end up neck and neck in races. Today, you were determined to change that.

"They plan to." You retorted, gesturing to your readied dogs. Felix smirked slightly at you, as if he was unfazed by your determination.

"MUSH!"