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Sphyra didn't really feel like dealing with a whining Caracal after Tierra's bitch-fest. Honestly, she didn't want to deal with anyone if she could help it at all. For Sphyra's tastes, everyone was being far too dramatic about this whole thing. She wasn't too sure why dad had left, but for now she still presumed he would return eventually. He'd left before, and he'd returned before. Big deal. Caracal and Tierra both were being far too emotional about this whole thing.

Instead of focusing on all of the drama going on, Sphyra decided to polish her skills in the field. She'd been attacking a stick not too far from where Tierra sat moping, unbeknownst to either sister initially. One ear turned towards Tierra's location as Sphyra heard her move about, and Sphyra immediately accepted the challenge.

Sphyra slowly approached, and she tried to pick up on some of the Aunt Ruenna tricks in the process: She hid behind a bush and glanced out towards Tierra from behind it, holding her breath. Hopefully her sister wouldn't notice her; she'd try to sneak closer and closer, hiding behind various bushes and trees in the process, so that she could try a pounce when she was close enough.