Wheeling Gull Isle this is the part where you run

She would have offered to put the woman back, were she not Ying and her sister not Hua. Rational thought and responsibility were only fun when decisions didn't have to be made, it turned out. When the woman stopped moving, she secretly rejoiced at the possibility of her death. 

The huntress took a few steps forward and held her snout against the stranger's chest. Movement pushed her forward to the snout, where she could feel the rhythm of bated breath. 

She shrugged her shoulders and walked back to Hua's side. This was a leader's decision — to keep or to dispose — and as she'd said before, Ying had little interest in leadership.