[Oh, all right, that's how it's going to be - Mal shoots after her, not with any real intent to kill or even hit. Just making it a little more fun.]
[And then she sees, or thinks she sees, where Racetrack's headed, and smirks. She adjusts her posture, crouching on the balls of her feet, knife in her teeth and one hand balancing her on the ground. The other, of course, holds her gun.]
spamazing (why didn't i think of that one sooner)
[And then she sees, or thinks she sees, where Racetrack's headed, and smirks. She adjusts her posture, crouching on the balls of her feet, knife in her teeth and one hand balancing her on the ground. The other, of course, holds her gun.]
[She watches the trees.]