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Dwin was so consumed by anger that she barely noticed, how cold the water was or the blunt pain, when she crashed against the surface. Just then Frolic disappeared from her sight under the water and the older sibling dove after her. She managed to grab the kid by her scruff, yank her free from the fish and swim/drag themselves to the shore. The fish followed them and one tried to grab Dwin, but she kicked back and continued to move away from the danger.

Her grip on Frolic was tight - afterwards there would be clearly visible bruises left by Dwin's teeth. Once ashore she did not let her sister go right away, she kept her pressed to the ground and growled menacingly every time should the kid try to break free. At this very moment she hated the kid so very much that for a split of a second the idea of drowning her seemed very tempting. Except - if you are dead in the end, there is no value in the lesson itself.

She knew that scolding was pointless, bribing would not work, that talking to her sibling like an adult would not do any good either. This evening she had learned that the kid was not only reckless, but stupid too. And just like there is no point in trying to rehabilitate a raging alcoholic, unless they have the motivation to do it, it is useless to fight or reason with idiots. Her sister was a reckless fool and would end up dead at some point. Dwin's running around, trying to find her, keeping an eye on her and worrying for her safety was like fighting the windmills. No matter the precautiona, Frolic would find a way in a dangerous situation.

Dwin let Frolic go, gave her a long, hard stare and then simply said: "Get up. I'll take you to the parents."