All of a sudden, Gale lunged from the scrub and tackled Bitterroot. They tumbled into the bushes, getting yanked apart as they rolled; Gale vanishing into the bushes. With a twitch of her wings, Bitterroot was on her hooves in a moment. “I know you’re out there!” She spun around, looking for Gale, branches whipping at her face. “Show yourself!” Nothing.