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Someone has attitude problems! *whispers: it's Towhee*

Patience wasn't exactly one of Towhee's virtues. It had already been tested much in the last ten minutes, between the various interruptions. And now Blixen was insisting that she give up on the spar and go look for her wayward relatives. The Gamma hit her breaking point and backed away with an angry snarl.

"Fucking fine then! If you don't want to spar, we won't." Without another word, she pivoted and stomped away. She had no intention of looking for anyone (except perhaps for Phox), except for a more willing sparring partner. What a goddamn waste, she fumed silently as she departed, refusing to look back.