A couple of the men and women on Tal's team grinned and lifted their voices to join in with the competition, racing to pull free the current block and send it after Evie's with whoops of encouragement to help it slide farther. Conversely, Boreal was no help at all as she decided that the moving blocks were prey to be pounced on; her claws and weight slowing some prematurely while pushing others a little farther as she leapt from one to the next, adding an element of joyful chaos to the proceedings.
The courier just shook his head and blew at a rebellious forelock in exasperation at his companion's antics and the distraction of most of his team as they rushed to cut more blocks and send them careening towards the sleds. A few of the older, more unflappable helpers calmly ignored the competitive atmosphere and worked at a brisk but even pace and Tal gladly swapped out with one of their younger members who wanted to get in on the betting. He didn't have magic, but he had a methodical approach and a sharp axe for cutting the ice and he found himself slotting unexpectedly well into the quiet group as they found a new rhythm.
The courier just shook his head and blew at a rebellious forelock in exasperation at his companion's antics and the distraction of most of his team as they rushed to cut more blocks and send them careening towards the sleds. A few of the older, more unflappable helpers calmly ignored the competitive atmosphere and worked at a brisk but even pace and Tal gladly swapped out with one of their younger members who wanted to get in on the betting. He didn't have magic, but he had a methodical approach and a sharp axe for cutting the ice and he found himself slotting unexpectedly well into the quiet group as they found a new rhythm.
