Redhawk Caldera Jet Song

Fennec's breath was coming quick and her face had heated up considerably.  She'd let this fester, and now right as she was on the verge of finally getting somewhere... he pulled back.  Just one phrase, one that took a lot of the wind from her, and then his footsteps were rushing away.

There was a serious disconnect in the way they worked and, just like before, Fennec was left without any ground to stand on.  When she finally registered what he'd said, she wasn't just upset.  She was furious.

Bronco, you FUCKING ASSHOLE!  If you run away right now I'm NEVER talking to you again!  She yelled after him, her voice cracking from a mix of disuse and emotion.

She took a step forward, then clenched her teeth and dropped her muzzle.  He ran every damn time.  He wanted to know why she had always gotten along better with Penn?  It was because when she fought him, he fought back, and didn't make her sit with this shit wondering how the fuck to keep it all in.

If he cared, then he had a shitty way of showing it, and she wasn't about to let what he said excuse the way she felt.  If he didn't face her then he didn't deserve her, and she couldn't let that go.