Firefly Ravine Not All Treasure Is Silver And Gold

A challenge was issued, but Sen did not jump to accept it. She hung back for a moment, considering her options before her pride could take over, and weighing the outcomes. If she won, her point would be proven, but then the male might try to watch her more closely. And then if she lost, she'd be defeated and her pride damaged. The pros and cons to each seemed to even one another out, leaving her without an outlier. Inwardly, she was somewhat distraught by said realization, but her expression did not show it. "Fine," she'd said, giving in to her cocky nature. There was no way in hell he'd be able to catch her, and so her point would be proven and new measures then taken to watch out for her. That in itself was bound to be a bothersome thing, but it was too late to turn back now.

Sen glanced his way, weight shifting from side to side as her gaze swept over him. Naught but a moment later, she'd taken off, her direction set along the borders. Her pace was even, consistent and moderated, so that she would not risk running herself ragged.