<div class="floatright">(http://img4.imageshack.us/img4/598/breedaniels04.jpg)</div><br/>She got inside, obviously shaken by the event and gently panting to try to keep herself under control.  It was rather obvious that she didn't handle surprises very well, and while she wasn't breaking down or crying, she needed a bit to get herself together after that shock.  Her hand went back to her hair, feeling over the strands and hoping to make sure that she hadn't gotten any of it singed off.<br/><br/>She looked up to the drill sergeant, standing up straight and trying to get her breathing under control.  She could still taste the acrid heat, and her hands folded behind her back to see if she could try to get them to stop trembling.<br/><br/>Why had she signed up for this again?  This was all crazy; there was no way she was going to be cut out for any of this.  She looked down again and made sure she was lined up on the footprints.