Mouse herself couldn't keep the energy inside her harnessed; to have a reprehensible target, a noble goal of sorts. It felt<em>right</em>, she mused as she and her huntresses tracked them. She shuddered at the thought - had she merely traded one self-righteous crusade for another?<br/><br/>This one, at least, had the benefit of being her own. "The rope bridge is a risk to their captives," Mouse said, "I don't care to be involved in a hostage situation. We'll ambush them at the gorge, and fall upon them like rain."