"Guys I really don't like the way this terrain is looking. the last time we all raced in these conditions two other teams we competed with lost team members to horrific crashes on the first day. I'm just really concerned about our welfare out here"
"So are you insinuating we shouldn't compete or something this year?" His red and black cloaked brother Kallisto asked "What's the worst that could happen bro. this is not our first time on this kind of terrain you know. We'll be fine" He added encouragingly trying to lighten his brother's mood up
"No its just that I don't want to loose anyone or worse everyone in an accident that was avoidable by postponing this start until next weekend" he shook his head "I know most of the mushers want to go as soon as possible because this is good racing conditions but the problem is it also extremely slick and and lack of control is at a premium out here. On top of that I've been hearing there's a storm in the mountains and that can be super dangerous as well. I know I sound like I'm a huge coward suddenly but I just cant entertain or bear the thought of life without you all" Solaris nervously said in reply
"Just trust me bro its going to all be fine. You'll see soon enough" Kallisto shook his head back in reply. This was so unlike Solaris. Normally he'd be ready to crawl out of his fur in enticipation for the start with these kind of conditions but his cautious and timid demeanor today was really concerning him. Was he right that it was bad idea? That was the question on everyone's minds now but the only way they would find out was once they got out there on the trails.
'I sure hope you're wrong bro. We've all been looking foward to this week for months. the last thing this town needs is another tragedy' Kallisto thought to his self silently. Sadly little did anyone know of the hell that was soon to befall them all...
