Catskill’s mind told her that that was enough, that the unicorn hadn’t intended to stumble in the path of a rabid bear, that she was being unfair and cruel. Catskill’s emotions told her mind to zip it. “I was following that bear, you know. I could’ve followed it and surprised it and painlessly shot it in the back of the head, but nooooooooo, you need to come along and I need to rush to save you, because it a ranger’s duty to protect people, and then everything goes so frakking south we’re past the sunblasted equator and it’s getting cold again! Mother of…” Catskill shattered a rock against the cliff face.