The blast rattled Bitterroot’s bones. A pellet zipped by not a foot from her. She squawked and flailed all six limbs as she tried to get away. She hurriedly threw herself into a spiral and dove for the far end of the town. Stupid, stupid, stupid. She’d just heard the blunderbuss yesterday, hadn’t she? Yet she hadn’t found it. Of course the earth pony would use it.