Firefly Glen [M] stop, don't save yourself

They say to not look back. That the worst thing one could do was to look back. 

Leta looked back. Her step faltered as she saw only a massive, hooded sort of menace. She was easy to catch up to; easier to take down as it barreled into her. And as it reared, Leta squirmed to get up and out of reach—but a good portion of the weight of her adversary landed squarely upon her spine. So direct was the blow that Leta did not even recognize that as she hoped to move in the synapse of a second it took between life and death, she was already dead, slumped and limp beneath the beast. Perhaps the only way Leta assisted. in this battle of life and death between those she cared about was the potential unbalancing of it by being unstable ground to stand upon... not that she had intended that.