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They were still kids and like children they would find the most horrible ways to pester and torment one another. More often than not it seemed that the two always came to bouts of mock fighting and beating on one another til they were sore and bruised, yet somehow they always came out of it laughing and giggling over their own stupidity. Such was the way of the youth, one moment lost in a fury and the next best friends once more.

She had been smirking at the pain she'd caused him this time when she felt his grip on her arms tighten as he straightened up. She caught the blaze of fire in his eyes as she called out. "Zat hurts Heath!" She knew he didn't care that it hurt but she growled the words anyways. When the second kick had been aimed at the boy it seemed she'd won for that moment in time as he dropped her.

Landing in a pile she shook the sand from her hair and collected herself gracefully as Heath spat his little curses at her. Pulling her hair back from her face she retied the beaded and bejeweled locks with a bit of leather as she smiled sweetly. "That's what the boys love about me hon." Why did he always have to state the obvious. "What do you want Heath?" she asked as she eyed him. She'd already smuggled her way into the pack that the bastard seemed to lead but that had been her mistake and major screw up, she wanted to find out what her beloved brother had found out in the lands.


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