Firefly Glen You belong somewhere you can feel free

She felt him go flying and crowed out a laugh of victory, but he was quick to pause when he saw something on her neck.  She hadn't even realized the signs of her fight still showed, and she huffed dismissively, still smiling.  That counts as a win, she answered instead, a little bit of a challenge daring him to argue with her logic on that.

But she knew Bronco wasn't about to be led off that easily, and as much as it annoyed her, she did preen a bit internally at the defensiveness in his voice.  

You should see them,  she said straight off, taking a step back and swishing her tail behind her.  Honestly, though, it's nothing.  Just had to work things out with... someone.  Well shit, last time she'd talked to Bronco, it had been to shit all over his mom in solidarity.  Now she'd found out that Niamh was actually pretty cool, and she wanted to think a little more about how she wanted to ride that line before completely coming clean.  Maybe she'd get lucky and he'd let it go at that.