Redhawk Caldera I thought I'd have it worked out and I'd be making plenty

Unable to understand, and this time unwilling to chew his ass out for it, Fennec did the only other thing that came naturally to her - she tried to let it go. There wasn't any spite in the reply, but since that was her typical MO, he couldn't be blamed for hearing it behind her dismissal. She was completely out of her depths, and torn between pushing him by asking if she could help and just stopping, she chose to stop. She couldn't listen to the panic.

It was the wrong choice.

What was happening didn't immediately dawn on her, but as he began to whine, she turned. Bronco. BRONCO! Fuck, that sound.... no. No.

Unfortunately, especially in a crisis, Fennec wasn't a wolf of words. So without even really thinking about it, Fennec lunged for him, her goal to knock him off his feet and pin him down to stop him from hurting himself further.