Firefly Glen no treble

Toad narrowed her eyes. Was he...talking down to her? While she didn't bother responding to the unnecessary comment, it certainly left a terrible taste in her mouth that wasn't related to the dirt. Her nose twitched.

☑ over two years (probably? scars like that weren't normal on youngsters..)
☑ tall
☐ kind

Toad frowned. Just her luck that the first man that was closer to her age in the pack was also "kind of a jerk" as Wraen had put it. Yet, maybe she was wrong. He did offer to take a look at her leg. She shrugged a bit, sticking her leg out. I think it's fine, she said, although I don't know about 'the' medic. Dhalia knows quite a lot. She didn't particularly love when people just assumed that were "the" thing. That would be like Toad saying she was "the" hunter when really all of them pitched in, especially those like Bronco who specialized in it.

I do a lot of hunting for us, so these kinds of bumps and scrapes are things I'm used to, she added, offering a small smile to Holland.