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Shirin felt the wind blowing on her face as she rolled down the hill and let out an excited scream. This was the excitement she loved and craved, a true adventure! Suddenly, she felt her foot slip and she started falling. Desperately she scrambled, doing everything she could to stay on, she did not want to get ran over by a log. After a few paniced seconds, she felt herself regain balance and continued on safely for now. "That was close."

Shinju couldn't help but laugh as she stepped onto the log a human placed infront of her. Ooh, here she goes! Aaaand, HEY! She managed to hang on as she began to roll downhill! Awesome! Hopefully she could keep it up!

Fuji was perched atop a log at the starting line, his eyes half-lidded and a smirk showing off his bright cyan tongue was stuck on his face. So sure, maybe he was just a little over confident in his abilities, or his wings, at least. As soon as the rope was cut, he lurched forward and his smarmy expression was wiped from his face. This was harder than he thought! But, he hung on.

Xerxes puzzled over his chosen log for a moment, finding that approaching it like a foe was winning him no ground, especially since the fallen tree did not circle him in turn or bare misshapen teeth like an Oushi might. He slid up on its right with a narrowed expression, sniffing the sawn-off edges of branches and turning his quicksilver gaze on the other participants. A few were encountering trouble early on, and his finned tail waved uneasily at the sight. Better to fall up top than to take a tumble on the slope and into the fir's roaring path. Still, he was no coward, muscles bunching as he hopped aboard and landed with a wide stance, tense and alert. The log began to tilt immediately, prompting him to dig his claws into the bark, honed tips piercing deeper when he heard the delighted and horrified squeals of his fellows. As the front of it inclined downward, the Kuniku became aware of just how long a drop it was to the bottom. The word perseverance collided with stupid risk in his head, and by then the game was in full swing.

For Viveka, this was a challenge. It didn't matter how stupid it seemed--it all boiled down to whether or not she could handle it. Tensing for a moment, she gracelessly leapt onto the log, paws scrabbling for a hold as it immediately began to roll. Miraculously, she managed to keep her footing, and figured out an awkward pattern. How exhilarating! The stoic female would never say as much, but her eyes were alight with simple glee.