Kin-Kin's limbs still felt leaden, but she walked anyway.

Her cape was stained and charred, but it flew bravely anyway.

Every motion hurt, but she did them anyway.

That was what one had to do to get stronger. She knew you had to push yourself to the limit, and then break through. Go on until you could no longer, and then keep going. That was what strength was. Sure, Kin-Kin had decided to refrain from using magic for a while as her strength returned, but... she was working up to it!

Until she got there again, she had to get used to the heavy-ass crystal that she lugged about on one of her forelimbs. It was getting a bit inconvenient, being unable to itch when she needed to itch her leg, and to top that off,it felt... heavier than it had at first. She could feel every motion echoing back with the clink of crystal on crystal, its weight shifting uncomfortably. She was sure she'd get used to it eventually, but... it wasn't exactly something you could break in. That in mind, Kin-Kin wanted to bring out the sword for some training, and as she lowered herself down to the river's edge for a well-deserved gulp of crisp, clean water, the lady caught sight of... a flash of silver, just a whisker away from the shore.

Now, it was a hair's breadth out of her normal reach, but she didhave something that could reach out there!

The perfect target practice!

Despite her aching muscles, Kin-Kin stretched her foreleg waayyy out ahead of her so that she was justable to push her nose into the crystal muzzle. Grasping it, she then slowly drew it out of the tendrils' grasp, wincing at the sound of crystal scraping against crystal.

"Speech looks like this."
Thoughts look like this.

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