Hideaway Strath we're all brave until we realize the cockroach has wings

 

Hemlock had been resting nearby, head on one arm as she sprawled comfortably. She only vaguely was watching the darkest of the puppies as she tracked a little bug of sorts but the moment that she cried out and scrambled back, Hemlock was on her feet to go investigate. "Are you alright, cherub?"  Hemlock asked, checking her over. 

The little assailant was gone so that was that, but still, it meant the entire world to a child's perspective and Hemlock understood that.