few crows short of a murder -- Capture the Flag

[Tena M.]

[div style="width: 527px; line-height: 1.4; text-align: justify; font-family: constantia; font-size: 11px;"]Tena Moonspinner —
Tena tossed the red panda a bright grin as she bounded over.  Capture the flag.  Good kickoff to the games.  The petite feline herself had one or two events in mind to host herself, bright blue hues gleaming mischievously when they locked on Killua.  No powers?

"Depends if you want to go against me," she piped with a challenging brow.  The Demdji found little call to show off her own abilities but they were still a part of her.  The earth, the sand, was apart of her.  Her whiskers twitched, head shaking absently.

"Probably for the best if not.  A better testament to your body's physical capabilities, and it'll be more fair," not that life was fair.  In the case of a friendly competition however, it made sense.  Maybe later.  Her tail twitched to and fro as she glanced at the sky.  Rain in the air.  Perfect weather.

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