Redhawk Caldera The Dance at the Gym

She'd just healed up, but when someone called for help, there was no way Fennec wasn't answering.  She wouldn't lie and say she didn't hesitate.  But Bronco needed backup and Fennec had no way of knowing who would answer.  Towhee wouldn't even hear the call.

This is stupid, she thought, but she did it with a grim smile as she began to run towards the call.  Already the movement hurt but she ignored any ache.  She was here now because the Caldera needed her, and right now, Bronco needed her help too.  Were dad and Fig even back yet?

Fuck,  she spat as she heard Bronco's rumbling.  Where is it.  Her ears were already straining as she circled around to his flank, but if he could clue her in, she'd know what to expect.

It didn't cross her mind she might be more liability than asset here.  More was better than few; she'd trained enough to think that maybe, just maybe, she might shift his odds.