The Fjury Road

Furiosa's ambition is not like a normal person's. In the Wasteland, survival is base mode; any ambition beyond that tends to be to gather power, hoard stores of supplies, or maybe, if you're a madman like Joe, to breed infants to rebuild the world in your own image. Furiosa is pretty indifferent to her own image, but she does want to rebuild the world.

They've spent the last several months traveling back and forth to and from the swamp where the Green Place once was, setting out reeds to filter the water, building structures, coaxing insects to return. The physical progress is slow going, but they've made solid alliances amongst the Crow Fishers. Which is why, when they hear that an unfamiliar group of slavers has snatched several of them, Furiosa immediately rallies a war party to chase them down.

The Crows are, after all, a lost remnant of the Vuvalini. They're her kin.

The War Party moves fast, worried about the head start their quarry must have--any slavers with half a brain will be headed away from the Citadel at breakneck speed. It's well known that they don't tolerate such things since Joe's fall.

It's a surprise when they start to catch up. More so when they realize the raiding party is stalled in the road ahead of them.