Phoenix Maplewood if loving you is a felony now then i'm a renegade, riding

a young brute, filled with tenacious energy entered qiao's vision. he would be a fine creature at adulthood, if he ever made it. qiao took one step back, wondering if he had equally pugnacious comrades with him.

 qiao clucked. "fresh off your mother's tit, and looking for something to sink your teeth in, hmm." qiao glanced around her; she was in a slight divot of earth, where brambles and reeds flanked her to each side. she stepped to the brambles, her attention still honed on the boy. "there are better targets than me, boy."

she sought to quell his violence - but if it came to it, qiao would run. she had always been a runner, a survivor. later, when those who did her wrong slept, she snuck into their camps and quietly bled their life from them by a quick slice to their throats.