"Stay there you little bastard..." she states as she blinks before refocusing her sight in the cross hairs of her rifle. She takes a slow deep breath in, pulls back the hammer, and rests her index finger on the trigger.
"There we go....nice and straight," she adjusts her sight once more to the left lining her up with the perfect shot; slowly she pulls back the trigger.
"Bang....."
There is a few second delay between the trigger being pulled and the fall of the hammer...
"BANG!!!!"
There is a loud crash as the rifle expels the ammunition and juts backward ramming the butt into her shoulder and knocks her mini hat off. She watches through h