Firefly Glen The more I see I understand

What is this guy’s problem? she thought with a creased brow in response to her bully’s clear-cut derision, yet still managing to find herself wondering if she actually deserved what he was dishing out.

There was too little time for self-reflection once Charon essentially gave his children the green light and Sassafras a click of his jaws for good measure, so she sprang quite apathetically into action. She intended to put on as much of a show as she could muster in order to placate her aggressors as she fled back towards the caldera, but her heart and legs felt filled with a strange leaden indifference. Even when the trio charged, Sassafras merely flicked an ear before snarling the last warning she would give.

She didn’t plan to stick around, in any case. The Redhawk kicked up her heels and bounded straight into her previously trodden path so as not to needlessly slow her route home. She pinned her tall ears back as she sped away to listen for their breathing, footfalls, and attempts to close in.