Teach my feet to fly

Daphne was proud of herself, and it showed in the way she hastily picked her way back towards the hot springs. She had been up by the falls with Pandora (she had decided she may as well give her cinnamon guardian a name), when the prettiest smooth green stone caught her eye just below the surface of the water. Pandora had used her dexterous fingers to fish it out, holding it up for the large girl to admire, with a low whispered "It’s perfect...", her eyes wide and full of stars as she imagined the look on Bowen’s face when she showed it to her (of course, she always planned on gifting it to her smallest sister, but she didn’t have to know that to start with). It went to perfectly with her eyes to be given to anyone else.

She was a little bit worried that if she tripped, carrying the stone gently in her jaws, that she might swallow it. It seemed Pandora agreed that was the likely outcome with her still oversized paws underneath her, so the raccoon decided instead to climb up on her back, carefully cradling the stone in her much safer paws. Daphne could have rolled her eyes, it wasn’t like Pandora was light by any means, but it might help her to build some extra muscle for her next spar against her brothers. Finally, she could smell her sister on the breeze, her tail beginning to wave about, knowing it wouldn’t be long now before she could hopefully see Bowen smile as excitedly as she had when she had found it. "Bo? Hey! Bo! You gotta come see this!"

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