Redhawk Caldera I lost my shoe.

She got what she asked for. In the next instant, Towhee had launched herself at Orca, feigning ferocity with a rumble. Orca backpedaled quickly, barely managing to pull her left forepaw out of Towhee's reach -- and really only by luck. There was no skill involved in her maneuver; her steps simply aligned so that the young mercenary couldn't land her pretend bite.

But still, Orca was impressed. "That was cool," she said breathlessly, grinning at her sibling. -Can you teach me?- she signed. She had no aspirations just yet as to what trades she wanted to take up in her lifetime, but seeing Towhee move so quickly and effortlessly had just piqued her interest.