I was awoken by Hoom. I had dozed off on a bench outside the stage. Katrina walked by as the claps and shouts began to die down. I got up and did some stretchs. Before i knew it i was pumped. The announcer gave the name of the next person. "hon houndour", I put my hands in my pockets and walked out looking thru my long hair. I entered the center of the dirt area as everyone went silent. The music started and i began a dance i had practiced the night before. I began to kick up a whole lot of dust. I continued to dance. as the clowd of dust filled the the arena. I hit part 2 of my dance and the moved got wilder them i at the end of every move id let out a massive flame thrower attack into the thickest parts of the dust. everywhere my fire went a sparkling clowd would be left behind. the sand meltid to glass and the lights made them sparkle. soon the whole room was sparkling. I my last move ennded with me tipping my hat and a bow. I walked off stage as the crowd thundered behind me. As i exited the arena i was pretty much tackled by Hoom. she ruffed up my hair and shouted, "wait to go little bro".

Hon houndour

continue yall. lets put some fuel on this bonfire!