Firefly Glen the truth and my lies are now falling like the rain

When her sad story fell to deaf ears Spica quickly became silent and just kept walking. She looked sad, because she was determined to keep up the story in hopes they'd at least feel kinda bad-ish when they were all gone and all that, even though she totally felt the urge to become super rude again. Not 'cause she was rude or anything, but 'cause these assholes deserved to be ruded. Anyway -- not much happened initially as they walked and Spica was beginning to feel a little less on edge, despite the looming three wolves that were determined to escort her aaaaall the way out of what little bit she'd even gone into 'their' territory.

Which meant she didn't see the snap from one of the boys coming until it was there and he nipped roughly at her shoulder, causing her to move sideways -- albeit too late to avoid it. Hey! she shouted reflexively, but even though she was caught off guard a grin appeared on her face as she saw an opportunity for play. While she continued on her way out of the territory Spica looked at the boy who had snapped at her with a playful twinkle in her eyes and she snapped back at his shoulder before speeding up considerably. I mean, the worst that could happen she supposed a second after was being hunted down by all three of them but like, he started it and also, oh boy she had never felt so alive! and also, playing was fun! ... She just hoped that the boy saw it the same way.