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[called_lioness]

She's bored.

She's groomed Corella, and she's practiced her archery, and she's had hot chocolate, and now she's sitting in a tree and dangling her legs and considering dropping things--tiny things, mind you, like twigs, non-inclined-to-injure things--on people should they pass by.

So. Bored.

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[mmquitecontrary]

Mary has been glowering at the ship on the lake.

(. . . what? It's a perfectly valid occupation!)

But, having bored of that, eventually, she wanders over to the tree, and tilts her head, solemnly.

"May I come up?"

[called_lioness]

"Of course!" Lucy says, beaming.

Mary! Mary's adorable. In a sulky way. It's rather like you want to get her hyped up on sugar and see what would happen.

Biting someone, Lucy thinks, is not out of the realm of belief.

[mmquitecontrary]

Proudly: "I know how to climb well. Duo taught me."

As she is, in fact, rather aptly demonstrating; she's been practicing her skills. She's even gotten fairly good at working around skirts.

She settles on a branch about three feet above the ground and enjoys her triumph, for a moment, before starting higher.

[called_lioness]

Lucy grins down at her and waits for Mary to make it up.

She'll have to offer the girl chocolate when she makes it.

[last_king]

She wouldn't drop things on a king of Narnia, would she?

Because there happens to be one. Passing by.

[called_lioness]

Oh, she totally would.

Ha! Acorn. Brilliant.

Wait for it. Waaaait for it--bombs away!

[last_king]

"Ow!"

Tirian rubs the top of his head, looking up. His resentful look fades somewhat when he sees his assailant.

"Lucy?"

[called_lioness]

She grins down at him and hangs from the branch by her arms.

"Hullo, Tirian."