Redhawk Caldera In the blossoming green

I'm gonna wrap this one since it's gotten pretty outdated (my fault) and so much has happened since. <3 Sorry she's such a jerk to him.

Even without the heavy layer of teenage angst and obligatory hating on the new guy, Sorana could be mercurial. After all, her father was Reyes, and that temper hadn’t passed her by completely. If anything, his absence from her life and the self-loathing she felt was a result of it had only made it stronger. One wrong move could set her off, and in Bronco’s case, the game was rigged.

When he moved off the trail, she let out a sigh of relief. Maybe her silent treatment was working and he would go away. Turns out she was wrong, for he popped back out of the trees ahead of her moments later. Just like that, he was taking over her hunt.

Just as she feared, he considered her inferior to him and was treating her like it, too.

With an audible snarl, Sorana tore off the path and straight through a patch of brambles. She was no longer interested in hunting, not if this guy was going to insist on tagging along while being a complete jerkwad about it. Any efforts Bronco made to follow her now would be met with snarling and clashing teeth until he got the hint.