"I will. I do not think we will keep going for too much longer," Sabine said with a laugh, "I will see you at dinner? We can talk then, if you like." Before she motioned to leave, Sabine hugged Meesei once more for a few moments. "And, thank you again."

With that, Sabine wiped away her remaining tears, let Meesei go, and walked back into her and Peiter's room, gently shutting the door behind her. When she turned to Peiter again, she smiled widely and walked up to him without a word. Facing him, she placed her knees on the bed either side of where he sat so she could sit on his lap. She then wrapped her arms around him and kissed him once more, interrupting any questions he might have. She would answer him once the kiss ended.

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"Er-Wha-oof!" Tzirret stammered and widened his eyes as M'ibasa charged. Tzirret was so surprised that he was actually barreled over by M'ibasa into the water behind him. Those on the surface saw both pairs of feet pointing up into the air through the splash before they sunk.

In the struggle that followed, M'ibasa proved himself to have a strong grip, but not only was Tzirret better trained, he was physically stronger as a werewolf than whatever M'ibasa was - Tzirret did not think to identify him. There was a series of splashes, grunts, and the flailing of limbs, churning bubbles in the river water and marking their brief bout. After several seconds, Tzirret stood up straight out of the water with one hand under M'ibasa's armpit and another under his knee. M'ibasa was lifted out of the water a short distance before Tzirret grit his teeth, let out a shout, and threw him, upside down, back under the surface in the same movement.

Tzirret let go as he threw, holding his open hands up, ready for M'ibasa to recover. His dripping torso rose and fell quickly as he caught his breath. Tzirret wore an exhilarated look, he did not normally win against Peiter in these situations. In that, he quickly realised his overzealous approach and suddenly took on a sincerely fearful and apologetic look, his hands turning down. [i]"Uh, Tzirret apologises!"[/i] he said quickly, [i]"He would normally wrestle with his pack-brother, who is stronger than he is. Is M'ibasa okay?"[/i]