The reason you look at your phone and walk into a pole

Flurry was doing better than the last raid, physically at least. Okay emotionally too. The last raid had left her frustrated and sullen, all her siblings had gotten to have an actual fight and she'd had to fight a freaking horse! She was never going to let that go. But this time at least she'd avoided having to try not to get her skull caved in and she'd gotten to tango with a cute girl, she'd lost sure... But really, hadn't she won?  She was mostly bruised, physically, especially along her spine where she'd hit the ground when being pinned. That was starting to ache already.

Still Flurry marched herself up to the party with her tail held high and a self-pleased grin on her face. "Just means we'll need to be more prepared for when we hit them back." Flurry said as she walked up beside her father, seating herself casually, turning to her mother and Sakana. "Nothing bleeding, probably just need something for pain. Hit the ground pretty hard." Easier to just tell them now than to have either fussing over her. Not that Flurry could imagine her mother fussing over anyone but their father if that. Besides she had other things she wanted to focus on. She'd start drinking and getting really in the party mood once she'd sorted her thoughts. Was she maybe hoping she'd get to tangle with the purple girl again? Sure, she'd seemed to respond well to her own lax feelings about the whole thing. Oh shit! Flurry hadn't gotten her name.

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