Caring gave a small shake of her head, placing the guns on the workbench. She didn't like hurting them, but this was something that was genuinely needed. She took the paddle once she came back in though, going to pet the changing table. "Six swats, and would you like it if Autumn were the one punishing you instead?" Her daughter may have been a mercenary, but in a private setting, or in overall life, that behavior was not the best to raise a daughter; especially after the great harmony. Plus like this she had control over how much punishment her daughter was getting, and that was key.
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Luna strode into the room with her ears pinned to her head and a slight whimper in her voice. "I-I need my diaper changed big sister."
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