[ She scrambles along the damaged limb at the shout, rolling her eyes as she does so. There's a cheerful, casual cruelty to the way she brings one tiny fist down on its back shell.
It starts to crack under the force of the blow. It makes absolutely no sense how something so tiny can be so fierce, but there she goes. ]
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It starts to crack under the force of the blow. It makes absolutely no sense how something so tiny can be so fierce, but there she goes. ]
Shore am workin' on it!