Fiercely? What on earth had Terra thought of now. First they had been designing a show of magical trickery, and sleight of hand, and then a game of guessing, then a dramatic acting performance - and now it appeared this was to become a horror show. Or possibly, judging by the look of that pig, a comedy. Caspa's eyes shone in anticipation. She was enthralled by how unpredictable life around Terra was turning out to be. And there was no question it would make for a fabulous performance. But this was serious - she had been warned. A level of ferocity unfit for a child's eyes. Caspa let her face become sternly resolute, as if a soldier on the verge of battle. She put the pig on the ground, then stepped back in a swift movement as if afraid it might bite. Her shoulders squared as she faced her red-hued comrade across the glade, weight shifting from side to side, a limber white-furred sapling in a magician's breeze. "A demonstration will certainly be necessary. I am ready when you are." Whatever happened next, it could not fail to surprise her for she had no idea what to expect.
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