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Pet Name: Tomns
Someone had once told Tomns "being sore is how you know you're alive."
"Well," she panted through clenched teeth, "I'm definitely alive at the moment!" Letting out a deep breath, she lunged to the side, thrusting her small wooden sword forward as she continued with her grueling training session. "Left, right, stab, stab, block and THRUST!" With a final jab she unarmed her imaginary opponent and raised her sword in victory.
A mirthful snort sounded from behind her.
Eyebrows raised, the small Usul turned around to gaze stonily at her Nuk that was looking innocently into the distance. "You think that's funny, do you?" she asked grumpily as Joff, her not so faithful companion, avoided all attempts at making eye contact. "I'm training, Joff, training to be the best sword fighter in all of Neopia!"
Joff still didn't look at her and with a disgruntled sniff Tomns turned back around, raising her sword to start a new routine. Another snort erupted behind her.
"Yes, you," snapped Tomns. "Stop being a pest and let me practice in peace!" Receiving no reply from the portly Nuk, Tomns glared at him suspiciously. She had learnt over the past few months of owning him that the more innocent he looked, the more devious he was being. She shut her eyes tightly as she took a breath to calm herself and raised her sword again. "Left, right, left, right, forward, forward, tur-ACK!"
Something large darted past her swinging blade and launched itself at her legs, knocking her backwards. She landed on her rump with a loud 'thud.' Groaning, Tomns opened her eyes to see a smug looking Joff lounging across her chest, a long blade of grass hanging from him mouth like a sword pointed directly at her face.
"Ow, Joff! What was that for?" grumbled Tomns as she tried to dislodge his heavy weight from her chest. He butted her gently with his horned head and she rolled her eyes, giving him a hard shove. He moved off and sat quietly for a second before letting out an excited squeal around his blade of grass, prancing merrily from side to side as Tomns slowly got to her feet.
"Cut that out, Joff. You look like an idiot," snapped Tomns, irritated at being knocked over by the Nuk. Joff rolled his eyes before pointedly sticking his snout up in the air, his blade of grass thrust high into the sky – a clear mockery of her earlier actions. Tomns glared at him for a second, before giggling.
"Come off it, I didn't look like that earlier!" she gasped in mock offense.
Joff rolled his eyes at her.
"I didn't!" she insisted, plucking the grass from between his teeth and flicking it to the floor.
Joff stuck his tongue out at her.
Tomns stared at him for a second, before quickly shoving her arms out and giving him a hard prod in the stomach. He fell with a squeal of indignation, his hoofed feet waving ridiculously in the air as he tried to right himself.
"You know what?" Tomns smirked. "It's good to be right."
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