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That she had effectively startled Fiadh, at least for a moment, was all Clover needed to know to believe this would work. Her tail waved a bit as she greeted her sister with an attempt to lick-then-nip to her shoulder, not missing the lack of vigor Fiadh typically wore. On anyone else she certainly would have, but on her own family Clover could recognize when something was up. First, though, she answered her sisters question, spinning in a small semi-circle and turning to peer over her shoulder to show off her "costume". I want to freak that idiot out. Maybe if we charge at him in this... Clover shimmied her shoulders, we'll spook 'im. Whaddaya think? She now turned to fully face her sister, and then after another look at her asked, you okay? The fur along her neck prickled upward at the thought that she wasn't.