She doesn't wave her flag in the middle of the field, she watches from the tree limb, binocular view, information retrieve, blend, digest, filter, purge. She worships her independence, but some days you'll find her in a back-alley kicking it, as in soccer cleats and socks up kind of kicking, then softening. Persistent softening. Hell and angels walk on coals, fire, ashes, softening.
It takes a while to get to know her.