super small glimpse at my writing rn::
Right…left...tuck and roll... slash… The fighting pattern came naturally. Fighting with her younger sister was a challenge, although Lynx wouldn't admit it, Drift was very good at fighting. Although she was a year younger than me, she had a lot of potential. Drift surprise-attacked her, jumping onto her and, knocking me down with a grin. “I win!!” my sister cheered as you stepped off of me. “You got me off guard Drift.” I said sternly, looking over my shoulder as I saw Hailstorm flying over to us. “I thought you wouldn't lose to your sister, Lynx!” he was saying teasingly, landing with a small thump on the ground. I held back a laugh. “So, how does it feel like to be back?” I asked, “And ranking high in the adult rankings.” We were so caught up in our conversation that we didn't notice Hailstorm’s mother standing there, “Ahem.” Both me and Hail swung our heads to see Tundra there, looking annoyingly at an unconscious Snowdrift in her talons.