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Once the knives were gone, Kiara found herself relaxing, little by little. It wasn't long before she was laughing and oohing with the rest of the crowd. The white female watched eagerly as the comedic display was preformed. Seeing the white dog look taken aback when her knives were gone had Kiara smiling. Fleta had taken them and ran off the stage. Kiara knew she had slippery fingers, but seeing them in action was pretty funny. When the blame was placed on a strange looking statue, Kiara had to stop herself from balling with laughter.
The knife throwing dog had Kiara's full attention, her gaze didn't once drift to where the coywolf stood. It was too funny to not look at the antics with the statue being played out. The she-wolf's tail wagged furiously as she watched and waited to see what the pig's fate would be. When a loud snap rang out, the arctic wolf flattened herself instinctively. Her eyes darted about, trying to make out what the sound meant and where it originated. Once again, the sapphire orbs were drawn to the stage as the white dog collapsed.
Again, the female coywolf made her appearance. A broad, toothy smile spread over Kiara's face as she watched Fleta move and made it look like the fake animal simply got up and walked away. Once the white dog was gone, Fleta returned to the stage. The arctic wolf watched intently, wondering what other comical performances might occur. However, the sight that unraveled before Kiara's eyes was not comical, but extraordinary. Magic. Kiara had never seen anyone use it before, although her mother had talked about it. Only those who could speak to the spirits and the Great Mother could use magic. Sapphire eyes widened at the sight of the treasure. Fleta could use magic, she was amazing!
When the female coywolf called out for a volunteer Kiara hesitated for a moment. She had only one item, the necklace Shiloh had given her. It was the only thing she had to remember her friend by and it was her most prized possession. Kiara never took it off, although part of the reason why was because she had no way to remove it by herself. Yet, if Fleta could do that with a statue, what else could she do? Perhaps she could give Kiara three of her pendants, or make Shiloh and Sarian appear from the black box. A few hands went up in the crowd and the non-luperci tried to mimic the others. Her paw raised slightly and she bat at the air trying to get it to stay above her head. When that didn't work Kiara turned in a tight circle, the frustration was getting to her. A sudden inspiration came to the white wolf, her tail. The arctic wolf crouched down, but left her rear end high. Her tail stood strait up in the air, although she couldn't help but wave it a little.
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