She stared him in the eyes, “I dare you to strike.”
speaking to me is the she vs. he — so confrontational! maybe this is how I look to the robin that continues to build a nest on my front porch light. it’s like, “robin, there are scads of teenage robins in the area. you missed the window for egg laying and brood rearing. give. it. up.”
so i thought i had time for a snake head, because ‘striking’ sparks ideas of snakes in my thoughts. i found this cute little snake in an image search, but there was no way to capture it in two minutes. i thought i could do it in two – ha! wrong. after i level up a bit, maybe.