<div class="floatright">(https://safebooru.org//samples/2554/sample_8e3863bdb632e2baec2bd60a6efc6e7c91e5682e.jpg?2661769)</div><strong>Makalya</strong><br/><strong>Time:</strong>11:30AM<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Track<br/><strong>Tags:</strong>Ailill, Lucia<br/><hr/><br/><strong>"A race, huh?"</strong>Makayla smirked, flexing one hand into a fist in front of her.<strong>"You're on,"</strong>, she announced, pointing to Ailill.<strong>"Bet you tomorrow's lunch pudding cup I can do it faster than you can."</strong><br/><br/>Without waiting an answer, she lined up at the side of the track and hitched herself ready to go.  Makayla might not have bothered to run that far if the only thing at stake was getting a spanking, but there were plenty of things she would do for a chance at another pudding cup.