Sycamorerain stepped quickly to the side as the ball was flung at him. He smiled back at Pinekit and batted the ball in her direction. The warrior felt his stress slightly beginning to ebb away. The game was helping. He couldn’t help but feel like a kit again, and he didn’t mind it much either. He would have to get back to his warrior duties in a bit, but for now it was nice for his biggest worry to be winning or losing a game of moss ball.
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