Bramblepoint I'll man the flashlight.

She had become predictable, so Hydra had no problem not only dodging her attack but countering it expertly, grasping the younger girl by the scruff and dragging her bodily to the ground. She felt the telltale pinch at the back of her neck and felt another flicker of heat pass through her. Partially pinned beneath Hydra, she began shaking her head and growling before angrily shouting, "Let me go!"

With a noisy grunt, Towhee yanked herself free and rather wantonly shoved Hydra away from herself so she could climb onto all fours. Feeling heat prickling all down her back, she found herself quietly seething at her own failure. She had come into this knowing she was smaller, younger and more inexperienced, yet reason didn't seem to have any sway over her emotions currently. She felt hotly indignant that an outsider should get the best of her so easily.

Without a word, Towhee turned sharply from Hydra and stomped away, grumbling at Phox as she brushed past him and sulkily led the way back into the Redhawks' rook.