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Speedy stood  and shook out her sandy coat when he moved from on top of her. She let out a small chuckle at his observation that she didn't seem like a fighter. I am definitely not a fighter, she replied with a grin. She was small and lithe, built for speed not for battle. Her expression turned sheepish as she made to follow him from the water. I accidentally surprised a lynx and it clawed me before I could get away, she explained. It was a stupid move on her part; one that was so very deserved since she frequently went bounding around not paying close attention to her surroundings. I was lucky to have some herbs and flowers stashed nearby where it happened and was able to keep it from getting infected, she explained further as they continued to make their way from the lake.