Aiming to calm herself, Stellas long and twisted black tail swished against the fallen and broken leaves. So. . . announcing a battle wasn't important then? Oh yes, some cats may lose their lives - but what the heck! I'll go party in the leaders den! Fury built up inside her until she felt like clawing whoever was nearest. But she needed to keep calm. Giving both Sabre and Mothwhisker a darting glance, she decided to keep her stupid mouth shut.
Oh gawd, they better know what they're doing. . .
