Swiftcurrent Creek cowpoke

Throwing her in late!

She had kept her distance.
Shadows appeared; one after the other, seeking out Colt and Sadey. Before Indra could draw herself close enough to listen she saw more movement, and knew things were going downhill.
If there was ever a chance to prove herself to the gang, or to get Sadey to see her as a worthwhile investment, now was that moment. Redbird moved as if she were hunting a pheasant: low and quick, with her long strides sweeping her body through the shadows.
The girl snaked her way close and did not wait to flash her own teeth, snapping at the stranger who tangled with Colt first.