Kin-Kin grinned as Gypsy spoke, barely able to get a word in edgeways. Her eyes followed the little bird as she bounced and twirled, and finally darted off- though not without promising to be there at the magicka competition.

Kin-Kin grinned despite the nerves, knowing that the stakes were climbing ever higher for her. It was almost time to prove herself; she simply had to protect her title. With a deep sigh, Kin-Kin noted that the little bird had left behind the gems she’d created; though, she did wonder if they’d be more of a burden for a creature so little. It didn’t matter- Kin-Kin could find a use for them. Perhaps she could even incorporate them into her routine.

Stooping low, Kin-Kin picked up the gems she’d made and set about taking them to her den- then the track markers, one by one, to the obstacle course. Not long now... and still so much to do. The stakes weighed heavy on the wolf’s heart in the silence.

-exit kin-Kin-

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When I speak.

When I think.