Flash Fiction #303: Catchin Can/Part 5

"Not bad for a mostly not working ship," Lisel admitted.  "Can we go home now?"Tana glanced at her boards.  Only one screen gave a slight pulsing red light, as though faintly trying to yell for help.  Okay, she could take a hint.The rest of the fighters had arrived and took on the other weres.  It hardly seemed worth the effort to take out the one craft that slid their way, trying to escape