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Éabha was having a field day; her wounds had closed nicely since the bird and now she moved easily with only minor strain on her sides. At the moment, she was stepping side to side, growling playfully at her sister and wielding a stick like it was a weapon of combat.
Her tail wagged like crazy; each harsh whip of it swayed her body from one side to the other. With a leap forwards, Éabha swung the mighty sword towards Ksy, her entire body barreling like a bowling ball at her golden other half.
I'm gon get you!!
Her voice shrieked out behind the stick, excitement uncontained and leaving her jittery.
