They Call Me Spitfire

He watched her go, frustrated that she showed herself as a coward instead of manning up to her mistake. He had expected… well... perhaps he had started to see her too much as an adult, and not the very young child she truly was.

She would show nothing but fear, though he had not hurt her, only picked her up and jostled her a little. He did not know how much of the lesson would stick, he supposed only time would tell. He moved back to the border of the Armada, watching the area in which she had disappeared, and wished she would come back to him. He would have taken her hunting, and showed her the stars, his anger with her had only been fleeting, a point to be made. Instead, she was gone, and he would be alone along the border of the Armada, trying not to view the girl he had seen as powerful, as instead a coward.