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Right! Kal is now Spring Step. He's meeting with a lot of new yoshi's annnnd a buncha stuff happens. Hehehehe, enjoy this one...", "description_bbcode_parsed": "So, where were we! Right! Kal is now Spring Step. He's meeting with a lot of new yoshi's annnnd a buncha stuff happens. Hehehehe, enjoy this one...", "writing": "Welcome to The Rainbow Races. Pt 2\n\"Spring's Steps Big Break\"\n\nTorque crashed along through the forest towards Butterfly Falls, his eyes narrowed while his massive paws were curled into a set of tight, dangerous fists. With every step he took, he wished he'd encounter a Koopa Troopa, or some Buzzy Beetle looking for trouble. Heck, even the famous Fire Bros. wouldn't want to mess with him right now!\n\nA crisp frown crossed his lips when he made it back to Butterfly Falls; catching sight of Jet, leaning neatly against the cavern's entrance, his arms crossed, his bright white shorts fluttering around his hips and his brilliant, alabaster boots wrapped snuggly around his feet. Torque gave a heavy sigh and marched towards the other yoshi with a low rumble echoing in his chest. Jet's muzzle had a scowl imprinted on it before it turned to a mock look of fear as the monstrous yoshi approached him.\n\n\"If it ain't mistah big n' bad himself. Listen' up Torque, You kain't jus go 'round tell'n othah folk what ta do! You know I wan't gon hurt the lil' guy! I was jus gon' play wit him 'lil bit! That's all! Ya didn't hafta make a scene! You certainly didn't hafta leave wit dat whole \"I'll deal wit you latah'\" bit. I mean come on man, I was jus' -GERK!\" Jet squeaked when Torque wrapped his fingers around Jet's neck and lifted the other yoshi cleanly into the air until they were eye to eye. Torque gave a quiet glare, narrowing his eyes at Jet, who squirmed helplessly in Torque's mighty grip.\n\n\"Are you quite finished?\" Torque growled darkly. Jet gave a nervous squeak and nodded his head, biting at his lower lip with a whimper. Torque sighed and dropped the dinosaur on his butt, before pointing a finger towards his shorts.\n\"Bend over and take those off.\" He growled. Jet's eyes widened and a red streak of hot embarrassment illuminated his nose. He began to shake his head, before glancing up at Torque's huge frame. Slowly, he came to reason that if Torque had wanted to, he could have removed Jet's clothes instead of just asking. He was being given a choice to do it himself. Meekly, sheepishly, Jet shucked his boots off, placing them slowly next to each other before he bent over, tail flagged in the air and he peeled his shorts down. His round, tight rump teasingly came into view; two dark globes with a bright white stripe that divided between them like a cream coated runway strip. He twisted to one side, glancing over his shoulder, before he gave a sharp yelp at an echoing clap that bounced across the cavern walls from Torque's fingers crashing into his backside.\n\"In the cave.\" Was all that was said. Jet gulped.\n\nThe cave was silent as it was empty, the only sound that bounced through the huge cavern was the rushing flood of water that raced down from above, and the lonely footsteps of two dinosaurs walking in single file. Jet kept giving nervous glances back towards Torque, who walked along with all the confidence that a near seven foot dinosaur would have. The ebony dinosaur froze when he felt a paw grip his dark shoulder and he was quickly spun around and pulled directly into Torque's heaving chest.\n\"Kal.\" Torque stated in his powerful voice that instantly commanded Jet's attention.\n\"K, Kal.\" Jet repeated.\nTorque slowly began to back the dark yoshi up, taking a step forward that forced Jet to take a step back. This continued until Jet froze yet again, feeling one of the running bursts of water from the falls over head racing down his back. He whimpered quietly, his entire body going stiff when Torque reached around and gripped his tail, forcing it to lift, so that the heavy water from the falls raced down his back and took a detour down the tight cleft of his exposed rump.\n\"You leave him alone from now on until he comes to you, is that clear?\" The massive dinosaur asked. Jet bit his lower lip a moment, a whimper suddenly trickling from his throat and he looked up at the dinosaur nervously.\n\"B, but...I...\" He squeaked. Torque narrowed his eyes and gave a quiet growl.\n\"Is. That. Clear?\" He asked again and Jet quickly nodded his head.\n\"Y, Yes...Very clear...\"He whimpered quietly. Torque gave a warning growl that sounded like thunder in his chest.\n\"Very. Clear, WHAT?!\" He snapped. Jet felt a helpless squeak leave his throat like that of a mouse and the black dinosaur shyly shifted his eyes away quietly. Torque was in complete control.\n\"V, Very...Very clear ...daddy.\" Jet whimpered, his voice barely a whisper and already he was feeling a familiar tingle in his loins. Torque grinned quietly and pulled his paw away from Jet's tail, which remained up on it's own and the towering creature crossed his arms.\n\"All fours...time for my bath.\" Torque commanded with a slow grin twisting his lips. Jet swallowed nervously and dropped to all fours, sheepishly doing as he was commanded and looked up at the massive globes that now draped themselves over his nose. Two huge, sweaty, musky, slick balls that forced the scent of arousal directly into his lungs and made his eyes water with the strength. He coughed, shuddering under the scent that assaulted him and gave a quiet whimper, while Torque bounced those huge, grape fruit sized melons across Jet's nose, and shuddered when he felt the silky yoshi tongue slither up and across the powerful spheres.\n\"Very good...\" Torque churred, watching as Jet's tongue maneuvered up and over the hot rounded orbs, each lick forcing the dinosaur to swallow down the hot, citrus tasting musk that surrounded those full orbs. Torque grinned, jiggling his fat pouch against Torque's nose, knowing full well that his musk was driving the poor dinosaur crazy. He could see it, Jet's movements and licks were becoming more sporadic, his kisses and soft, wet tongue slathered across the heavy bouncers, those licks were becoming more passionate, more furious with each and every pass of his tongue. He was shuddering, and his jet black erection bobbed helplessly underneath him, the tip drooling a clear, slick and continuous pre fluid that splattered across the floor and instantly washed away from the water that raced down around behind him.\n\nFrom Jet's teasing of the poor new racer, from watching Kal's little show in the woods, and now having Jet suckle at his fat nuts, Torque was having a hard time keeping his mind focused on the task at hand. He reached a colossal paw down and gave Jet's head a squeeze. Jet looked up, and sputtered when Torque's tremendous penis bobbed over him, pre drooling down onto Jet's skull while the big dinosaur grinned a wicked grin.\n\n\"Turn around, Jet...all fours.\" The giant yoshi commanded. Jet gave a whimper, hypnotized by Torque's hot scent, he slowly twisted around as he tasked, his rump lifted, dark, snug buns exposed and presented for his master's pleasure. Torque gave an evil grin, and gripped Jet's hips, holding them tightly under the orange digits, and pressed the head of his fat erection against Jet's rump. The dino gave a nervous whimper and glanced over his shoulder towards Torque and opened his muzzle to protest, but no words came forth. They both knew who was in complete control of the situation, and no amount of arguing was going to change that...\n\nThe first thrust was painful, like it always was. A sharp spike of penetration that rocked Jet to his very core was different every time, And every time the mixture of erotic pain and pleasure served to excite and startle the yoshi at the same time. Jet's toes curled while his teeth began to grind against one and other, as if attempt to make a fine powder out of them while Torque eased himself into the impossibly tight passage.\n\"Thaaaat's it little one. You're mine...my, personal, fuck toy.\" Torque whispered, holding Jet tightly, a grasp that was not needed to hold, nor pin the yoshi down, but one that demonstrated nothing but the power that was behind the digits holding him. Jet gave a whimper, cheeks flushing a bright shade of pink as Torque had his way with him.\n\"You act tough, like your in charge, but this sweet little tail is mine. These hot, tight buns. Mine. You're sexy little lips? Mine. \"Torque hissed sharply, while he inched another few bursts of the monument of his erection into Jet's aching opening. Jet let out a silent gasp of protect, but nothing he could say or do would stop the orange giant from using him for his sexual desires.\n\"NNnnnghh....\"Jet squeaked, but Torque didn't listen to a word. His hips rode forward, never gliding to make contact with the ebony globes in front of him, but moving in such a way that the pleasure was unique all on it's own. Still, he wasn't going to last. He knew he wasn't going to last, that he couldn't last- and he didn't want to.\n\nTorque pulled himself free with a lewd little pop from the other yoshi's tailhole, while Jet breathed a helpless sigh of relief. The movement that followed was more of less, secretly, Jet's ultimate pleasure. Used and abused. Put in his placed, and taken like the naughty little slut that he was. His blushed doubled with intensity, as Torque's fat penis slide neatly between his upturned butt cheeks like a hotdog in it's buns. The black dinosaur whimper shyly, glancing over his shoulder, while the hot friction of Torque's immense cock rippled and grinded between his rump cheeks.\n\n\"Ahhh....Nnnn...T, Torque...\"Jet squeaked shyly, but Torque wouldn't respond...he knew he wouldn't respond to that...there was only one thing that Torque would respond to when he was like this...\n\"D, daddy...Please...\"Jet begged quietly, his voice naught but an embarrassed whisper fading away to the sounds of the waterfall. But Torque heard none the less.\n\"Please...what?\" The baritone voice boomed over head, like some over sexed God hungry for it's sacrifice. Jet's cheeks turned scarlet.\n\"M, mark me...make me like a naughty boy for e, every one too...\"Jet begged, but he squealed before he could get the words out. The first red hot rope of thick yoshi syrup splattered across his back in a creamy streak of sticky alabaster. It was only matched, by the second, and third hot ribbons that followed, criss crossing his butt cheeks in a dynamic display of peaked arousal. Jet knew his place perfectly. He kept still, didn't move a muscle, allowing Torque to use him as a target board- to place the sticky musky mark of ownership over his dark body as the giant dinosaur saw fit...\nAround the twelfth burst of hot lust, the flow began to taper, and around the eighteenth, it stopped completely, leaving Jet compete and totally showered, covered in thick yoshi cum.\n\nQuietly, helplessly, Jet turned over onto his back, panting heavily, as if he'd just raced a marathon. He lay there only for a few moments, before his gaze slowly rose to meet Torque's; whom was staring at the black, bobbing six inches of yoshi cock begging for stimulation between Jet's thighs. In comparison, Jet looked like a hatchling to Torque's mass, and the dark yoshi silently reached down to cover himself, with both paws.\n\n\"Now now...wouldn't you like to take care of that...mmmmm?\" The larger yoshi asked. His voice was no less a suggestion, then a command, and Jet bit at his lower lip with an embarrassed whimper. He was going to be tired tomorrow. He just knew it-evidence clear as day in front of him, as he wrapped his trembling fingers around his erection, and bore witness to his master's growing stiff yet again.\n\n\n\nIt was a sunny day, the clouds in the air fluffy and clear, the air was fresh and the para-goombas were flittering around happily, fluttering here and there, chirping around the stadium used for the Rainbow Race Games on Yoster's isle. Inside, there were creatures, dinosaurs and dragons of all different colors and sizes sitting in the stands, all of them watching the rainbow race of dinosaurs competing in competitions around the track. To the left was head butting competition, followed by the ground shaking \"Hip-Drop competition which had the colorful dinosaurs pounding stakes into the ground as fast as they could while that was close to the seed spitting contest, which consisted of distance, speed, and intricate designs that could be made using one single melon. Those were the events for the day and among all of those, was Spring-Step, happily stretching for the \"Long Jump\" competition, also know as the \"Air Walker\" event.\n\nSpring-Step. That was his name now. Kal-the-nobody was gone. Spring-Step was the only yoshi that mattered now. He stretched quietly, bending over to touch his toes, arching his arms high over his head, and pulling at his legs. He was feeling good. Better then good, he felt GREAT. A fitful night's rest and praise from the other yoshi's did wonder's for his confidence and for now- he was ready for the next event he'd been signed up for: The Air Walker competition. It was a simplistic event, run forward as fast as you could and flutter jump for as far as you could go. Kal grinned...No no no. Spring-Step. He was Spring-Step now. He smiled brightly and glanced round the stadium, looking at the yoshi's in the stands, the ones sitting there to watch the Air-Walker.\n\nTwister and Jet were sitting quietly on the sidelines, Jet looking slightly uncomfortable where he was sitting, shifting his hips every now and then, while Twister leaned over and whispered to him on occasion. Whenever he did that, The obsidian yoshi blushed darkly and looked away, grumbling something in return. He twisted around, mumbling to himself before looking over towards Spring-Step and waved happily. Twister waved too, both of them smiling, and Jet tried to yell something over, but it was drowned out by crowd of others all calling and yelling towards each other. Spring-Step felt another burst of pride. One of the greatest Yoshi's racers in the world was calling at him, and two of them were waving towards him. He beamed happily, but narrowed his eyes. It was time to focus on the event, and let the world around him melt away. Suddenly, he was lost in his own mind. It was just him and the track...just him and the sand pit...just him and the race...\n\nSpring-Step closed his eyes, listening to the beating of his own heart, the sounds of the crowd dying away while the announcer for the event began repeating the rules, but Spring-Step knew them by heart. He'd been training for this event on his own for quite some time now, and he was more then ready to get down to business.\n\nThere was silence. The normal crowd's roars and cheers had been drowned out by an eerie quiet that had settled over every single participant that had come to see the Air Walker event take place. Spring-Step looked around nervously, holding his position where he'd landed and bit his lower lip. Had he done something wrong? A false start perhaps? Maybe he'd broken an ankle or something and didn't notice but the rest of the crowd had. He'd heard stories of competitors so focused on the races they were running and had gotten hurt but didn't notice until hours later. Nervously, he opened and eye and glanced down- and squealed in shock and horror. He hadn't broken a bone. There was no blood. No splintered pieces or chips of his bones sticking out of his legs, but even Twister and Jet were staring with wide eyes, their jaws wide open and stretched out. It was impossible. It was absolutely impossible. Spring-Step had leapt clear over the sand pit where he was supposed to land, and ended up on the track about two feet further then the it itself. He glanced up, wide eyed and swallowed quietly. What was going to happen now? Was he going to be disqualified? Did he fail the competition? His thoughts dissipated when the crowd began to screech, calling his name, screaming wildly the entire area squealing like a Hotfoot had given everyone a swift kick in the rump. Spring-Step swallowed quietly, while the rest of the yoshis he'd been competing with began to circle him, surrounding him, looking at him like he were some sort of ghost, or something. He swallowed dryly, looking around at the other yoshis and the judge who walked up to him and shook his head. He held up a black flag with a yellow stripe diagonally down the center. A flag that was used only when someone was accused of cheating. Spring-Step's heart shattered into one thousand, tiny, itty bitty pieces.\nOne heck of a second day...", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Welcome to The Rainbow Races. Pt 2
"Spring's Steps Big Break"

Torque crashed along through the forest towards Butterfly Falls, his eyes narrowed while his massive paws were curled into a set of tight, dangerous fists. With every step he took, he wished he'd encounter a Koopa Troopa, or some Buzzy Beetle looking for trouble. Heck, even the famous Fire Bros. wouldn't want to mess with him right now!

A crisp frown crossed his lips when he made it back to Butterfly Falls; catching sight of Jet, leaning neatly against the cavern's entrance, his arms crossed, his bright white shorts fluttering around his hips and his brilliant, alabaster boots wrapped snuggly around his feet. Torque gave a heavy sigh and marched towards the other yoshi with a low rumble echoing in his chest. Jet's muzzle had a scowl imprinted on it before it turned to a mock look of fear as the monstrous yoshi approached him.

"If it ain't mistah big n' bad himself. Listen' up Torque, You kain't jus go 'round tell'n othah folk what ta do! You know I wan't gon hurt the lil' guy! I was jus gon' play wit him 'lil bit! That's all! Ya didn't hafta make a scene! You certainly didn't hafta leave wit dat whole "I'll deal wit you latah'" bit. I mean come on man, I was jus' -GERK!"  Jet squeaked when Torque wrapped his fingers around Jet's neck and lifted the other yoshi cleanly into the air until they were eye to eye. Torque gave a quiet glare, narrowing his eyes at Jet, who squirmed helplessly in Torque's mighty grip.

"Are you quite finished?" Torque growled darkly. Jet gave a nervous squeak and nodded his head, biting at his lower lip with a whimper. Torque sighed and dropped the dinosaur on his butt, before pointing a finger towards his shorts.
"Bend over and take those off." He growled. Jet's eyes widened and a red streak of hot embarrassment illuminated his nose. He began to shake his head, before glancing up at Torque's huge frame. Slowly, he came to reason that if Torque had wanted to, he could have removed Jet's clothes instead of just asking.  He was being given a choice to do it himself. Meekly, sheepishly, Jet shucked his boots off, placing them slowly next to each other before he bent over, tail flagged in the air and he peeled his shorts down. His round, tight rump teasingly came into view; two dark globes with a bright white stripe that divided between them like a cream coated runway strip. He twisted to one side, glancing over his shoulder, before he gave a sharp yelp at an echoing clap that bounced across the cavern walls from Torque's fingers crashing into his backside.
"In the cave." Was all that was said. Jet gulped.

The cave was silent as it was empty, the only sound that bounced through the huge cavern was the rushing flood of water that raced down from above, and the lonely footsteps of two dinosaurs walking in single file. Jet kept giving nervous glances back towards Torque, who walked along with all the confidence that a near seven foot dinosaur would have. The ebony dinosaur froze when he felt a paw grip his dark shoulder and he was quickly spun around and pulled directly into Torque's heaving chest.
"Kal." Torque stated in his powerful voice that instantly commanded Jet's attention.
"K, Kal." Jet repeated.
Torque slowly began to back the dark yoshi up, taking a step forward that forced Jet to take a step back. This continued until Jet froze yet again, feeling one of the running bursts of water from the falls over head racing down his back. He whimpered quietly, his entire body going stiff when Torque reached around and gripped his tail, forcing it to lift, so that the heavy water from the falls raced down his back and took a detour down the tight cleft of his exposed rump.
"You leave him alone from now on until he comes to you, is that clear?"  The massive dinosaur asked. Jet bit his lower lip a moment, a whimper suddenly trickling from his throat and he looked up at the dinosaur nervously.
"B, but...I..." He squeaked. Torque narrowed his eyes and gave a quiet growl.
"Is. That. Clear?" He asked again and Jet quickly nodded his head.
"Y, Yes...Very clear..."He whimpered quietly. Torque gave a warning growl that sounded like thunder in his chest.
"Very. Clear, WHAT?!" He snapped. Jet felt a helpless squeak leave his throat like that of a mouse and the black dinosaur shyly shifted his eyes away quietly. Torque was in complete control.
"V, Very...Very clear ...daddy." Jet whimpered, his voice barely a whisper and already he was feeling a familiar tingle in his loins. Torque grinned quietly and pulled his paw away from Jet's tail, which remained up on it's own and the towering creature crossed his arms.
"All fours...time for my bath." Torque commanded with a slow grin twisting his lips. Jet swallowed nervously and dropped to all fours, sheepishly doing as he was commanded and looked up at the massive globes that now draped themselves over his nose. Two huge, sweaty, musky, slick balls that forced the scent of arousal directly into his lungs and made his eyes water with the strength. He coughed, shuddering under the scent that assaulted him and gave a quiet whimper, while Torque bounced those huge, grape fruit sized melons across Jet's nose, and shuddered when he felt the silky yoshi tongue slither up and across the powerful spheres.
"Very good..." Torque churred, watching as Jet's tongue maneuvered up and over the hot rounded orbs, each lick forcing the dinosaur to swallow down the hot, citrus tasting musk that surrounded those full orbs. Torque grinned, jiggling his fat pouch against Torque's nose, knowing full well that his musk was driving the poor dinosaur crazy. He could see it, Jet's movements and licks were becoming more sporadic, his kisses and soft, wet tongue slathered across the heavy bouncers, those  licks were becoming more passionate, more furious with each and every pass of his tongue.  He was shuddering, and his jet black erection bobbed helplessly underneath him, the tip drooling a clear, slick and continuous pre fluid that splattered across the floor and instantly washed away from the water that raced down around behind him.

From Jet's teasing of the poor new racer, from watching Kal's little show in the woods, and now having Jet suckle at his fat nuts, Torque was having a hard time keeping his mind focused on the task at hand. He reached a colossal paw down and gave Jet's head a squeeze. Jet looked up, and sputtered when Torque's tremendous penis bobbed over him, pre drooling down onto Jet's skull while the big dinosaur grinned a wicked grin.

"Turn around, Jet...all fours." The giant yoshi commanded. Jet gave a whimper, hypnotized by Torque's hot scent, he slowly twisted around as he tasked, his rump lifted, dark, snug buns exposed and presented for his master's pleasure. Torque gave an evil grin, and gripped Jet's hips, holding them tightly under the orange digits, and pressed the head of his fat erection against Jet's rump. The dino gave a nervous whimper and glanced over his shoulder towards Torque and opened his muzzle to protest, but no words came forth. They both knew who was in complete control of the situation, and no amount of arguing was going to change that...

The first thrust was painful, like it always was. A sharp spike of penetration that rocked Jet to his very core was different every time, And every time the mixture of erotic pain and pleasure served to excite and startle the yoshi at the same time. Jet's toes curled while his teeth began to grind against one and other, as if attempt to make a fine powder out of them while Torque eased himself into the impossibly tight passage.
"Thaaaat's it little one. You're mine...my, personal, fuck toy." Torque whispered, holding Jet tightly, a grasp that was not needed to hold, nor pin the yoshi down, but one that demonstrated nothing but the power that was behind the digits holding him. Jet gave a whimper, cheeks flushing a bright shade of pink as Torque had his way with him.
"You act tough, like your in charge, but this sweet little tail is mine. These hot, tight buns. Mine. You're sexy little lips? Mine. "Torque hissed sharply, while he inched another few bursts of the monument of his erection into Jet's aching opening. Jet let out a silent gasp of protect, but nothing he could say or do would stop the orange giant from using him for his sexual desires.
"NNnnnghh...."Jet squeaked, but Torque didn't listen to a word. His hips rode forward, never gliding to make contact with the ebony globes in front of him, but moving in such a way that the pleasure was unique all on it's own. Still, he wasn't going to last. He knew he wasn't going to last, that he couldn't last- and he didn't want to.

Torque pulled himself free with a lewd little pop from the other yoshi's tailhole, while Jet breathed a helpless sigh of relief. The movement that followed was more of less, secretly, Jet's ultimate pleasure. Used and abused. Put in his placed, and taken like the naughty little slut that he was. His blushed doubled with intensity, as Torque's fat penis slide neatly between his upturned butt cheeks like a hotdog in it's buns. The black dinosaur whimper shyly, glancing over his shoulder, while the hot friction of Torque's immense cock rippled and grinded between his rump cheeks.

"Ahhh....Nnnn...T, Torque..."Jet squeaked shyly, but Torque wouldn't respond...he knew he wouldn't respond to that...there was only one thing that Torque would respond to when he was like this...
"D, daddy...Please..."Jet begged quietly, his voice naught but an embarrassed whisper fading away to the sounds of the waterfall. But Torque heard none the less.
"Please...what?" The baritone voice boomed over head, like some over sexed God hungry for it's sacrifice. Jet's cheeks turned scarlet.
"M, mark me...make me like a naughty boy for e, every one too..."Jet begged, but he squealed before he could get the words out. The first red hot rope of thick yoshi syrup splattered across his back in a creamy streak of sticky alabaster. It was only matched, by the second, and third hot ribbons that followed, criss crossing his butt cheeks in a dynamic display of peaked arousal. Jet knew his place perfectly. He kept still, didn't move a muscle, allowing Torque to use him as a target board- to place the sticky musky mark of ownership over his dark body as the giant dinosaur saw fit...
Around the twelfth burst of hot lust, the flow began to taper, and around the eighteenth, it stopped completely, leaving Jet compete and totally showered, covered in thick yoshi cum.

Quietly, helplessly, Jet turned over onto his back, panting heavily, as if he'd just raced a marathon. He lay there only for a few moments, before his gaze slowly rose to meet Torque's; whom was staring at the black, bobbing six inches of yoshi cock begging for stimulation between Jet's thighs. In comparison, Jet looked like a hatchling to Torque's mass, and the dark yoshi silently reached down to cover himself, with both paws.

"Now now...wouldn't you like to take care of that...mmmmm?" The larger yoshi asked. His voice was no less a suggestion, then a command, and Jet bit at his lower lip with an embarrassed whimper. He was going to be tired tomorrow. He just knew it-evidence clear as day in front of him, as he wrapped his trembling fingers around his erection, and bore witness to his master's growing stiff yet again.



It was a sunny day, the clouds in the air fluffy and clear, the air was fresh and the para-goombas were flittering around happily, fluttering here and there, chirping around the stadium used for the Rainbow Race Games on Yoster's isle. Inside, there were creatures, dinosaurs and dragons of all different colors and sizes sitting in the stands, all of them watching the rainbow race of dinosaurs competing in competitions around the track. To the left was head butting competition, followed by the ground shaking "Hip-Drop competition which had the colorful dinosaurs pounding stakes into the ground as fast as they could while that was close to the seed spitting contest, which consisted of distance, speed, and intricate designs that could be made using one single melon. Those were the events for the day and among all of those, was Spring-Step, happily stretching for the "Long Jump" competition, also know as the "Air Walker" event.

Spring-Step. That was his name now. Kal-the-nobody was gone. Spring-Step was the only yoshi that mattered now. He stretched quietly, bending over to touch his toes, arching his arms high over his head, and pulling at his legs. He was feeling good. Better then good, he felt GREAT. A fitful night's rest and praise from the other yoshi's did wonder's for his confidence and for now- he was ready for the next event he'd been signed up for: The Air Walker competition. It was a simplistic event, run forward as fast as you could and flutter jump for as far as you could go. Kal grinned...No no no. Spring-Step. He was Spring-Step now. He smiled brightly and glanced round the stadium, looking at the yoshi's in the stands, the ones sitting there to watch the Air-Walker.

Twister and Jet were sitting quietly on the sidelines, Jet looking slightly uncomfortable where he was sitting, shifting his hips every now and then, while Twister leaned over and whispered to him on occasion. Whenever he did that, The obsidian yoshi blushed darkly and looked away, grumbling something in return. He twisted around, mumbling to himself before looking over towards Spring-Step and waved happily. Twister waved too, both of them smiling, and Jet tried to yell something over, but it was drowned out by crowd of others all calling and yelling towards each other. Spring-Step felt another burst of pride. One of the greatest Yoshi's racers in the world was calling at him, and two of them were waving towards him. He beamed happily, but narrowed his eyes. It was time to focus on the event, and let the world around him melt away. Suddenly, he was lost in his own mind. It was just him and the track...just him and the sand pit...just him and the race...

Spring-Step closed his eyes, listening to the beating of his own heart, the sounds of the crowd dying away while the announcer for the event began repeating the rules, but Spring-Step knew them by heart. He'd been training for this event on his own for quite some time now, and he was more then ready to get down to business.

There was silence. The normal crowd's roars and cheers had been drowned out by an eerie quiet that had settled over every single participant that had come to see the Air Walker event take place. Spring-Step looked around nervously, holding his position where he'd landed and bit his lower lip. Had he done something wrong? A false start perhaps? Maybe he'd broken an ankle or something and didn't notice but the rest of the crowd had. He'd heard stories of competitors so focused on the races they were running and had gotten hurt but didn't notice until hours later. Nervously, he opened and eye and glanced down- and squealed in shock and horror. He hadn't broken a bone. There was no blood. No splintered pieces or chips of his bones sticking out of his legs, but even Twister and Jet were staring with wide eyes, their jaws wide open and stretched out.  It was impossible. It was absolutely impossible. Spring-Step had leapt clear over the sand pit where he was supposed to land, and ended up on the track about two feet further then the it itself. He glanced up, wide eyed and swallowed quietly. What was going to happen now? Was he going to be disqualified? Did he fail the competition? His thoughts dissipated when the crowd began to screech, calling his name, screaming wildly the entire area squealing like a Hotfoot had given everyone a swift kick in the rump. Spring-Step swallowed quietly, while the rest of the yoshis he'd been competing with began to circle him, surrounding him, looking at him like he were some sort of ghost, or something.  He swallowed dryly, looking around at the other yoshis and the judge who walked up to him and shook his head. He held up a black flag with a yellow stripe diagonally down the center. A flag that was used only when someone was accused of cheating. Spring-Step's heart shattered into one thousand, tiny, itty bitty pieces.
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