Firefly Ravine I was born to be free

Raleska softened to see Rosalyn in pain, though her hackles were still raised in outrage. Aure was long gone by now, and the girl settled visibly, guiltily looking at Rosalyn's leg knowing it had been she to cause the wolf's new wave of agony.

She did not side with or understand Rosalyn's logic - like most adults, it was pragmatic logic, and to children and savages alike, pragmatism often had little place in their rough, violent, and often short-lived worlds. "They couldn't kill us if they were dead." The girl muttered darkly, her gaze firmly on the ground as she avoided Rosalyn's eyes.