Clorinde and Lisa were enjoying tea when a figure burst into the kitchen. Kirara, on all fours, bolted around the room. Eyes wide, she attacked invisible enemies around the room. Then she leaped onto their table, knocked over several cups, and pounced into the air.
She crashed into a wall and sprung back up, racing back out of the kitchen.
Lisa sighed. How that girl had so much energy she'd never know.
"So, Clorinde," she said, "you were talking about Fontaine's weather, I believe?"