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[gallpal]

[Sena is early to rise before the sun is up. Hoping to get a headstart and impress her mother (the more active of the two, anyway) she goes straight to the training grounds, where she knows Mòrag will also be.

For once, Sena gets there first. She decides to warm up with a few hundred push-ups before Mum arrives, so... there she goes!]

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[specialinquisitor]

[If she isn't punctual, that's only because sometimes duty calls. As it does today, but she's quick to answer a few questions, give an order, then make all due haste to the training ground.]

[Not that she fears Sena will be slacking. Still, the sight of her working diligently brings a small, fond smile to Mòrag's face. Maybe she would be proud of her daughter no matter what, but without question she is proud of the daughter she has.]

Into the triple digits already?

[gallpal]

Ah— [She's so focused that she's startled, and her arms give out beneath her. But she's quick to recover and leaps up to her feet. Hastily, she dusts herself off.]

Y-Yes ma'am! I mean... I was. I lost count after a hundred. [She sheepishly rubs the back of her head.]

[specialinquisitor]

[Her little smile is nothing but fond. Though she does wonder where her daughter got that goofy side from. Certainly it's nothing either she or Brighid could have contributed.]

[No they never ended up attacking and destroying a fish they were trying to cook, what slander is this]

Then I must apologize for my lateness. Shall we get right into it, then? I'd hate to lose the excellent progress you've been making of late.