Firefly Ravine I was born to be free

How do I do that - oh boy.  Was that fondness?  She liked this girl's style, no matter if she was worried about her starting a war or not.  Sure her leg hurt like hell, but she understood rage taking over.

Get creative.  Ideal way would be to have any fight near the cliffs and send the evidence to the sea.  She thought for a minute of her own trip down the cliffs... a good trick, but dirty.  If you can't, though, you need to get rid of the scent.  Any water, or perhaps bury them.

She was thoughtful.  Those were the only ways she could think of at the moment.  If they don't know, then they can't retaliate.  She finished, pushing herself up on her good shoulder to a sitting position and looking to see if any of that had made sense to the girl.