Wasp groaned in irritation as the remedies stung her eyes. "What is that!?" she hissed sharply, scrunching up her nose. After the blood was wiped clean, she was able to open her eyes, after the painful process. But everything was in a fuzz and it still hurt a little to withstand everything. She sighed, blocking out the complaints and protests of the cats and keeping her eyes closed for...a rest.
Windstreak lashed his tail, trying to mentally prepare himself. You can fight, don't be silly. he insisted to himself, glancing at PoppyBreeze. He didn't even want questions, after all the things they have destroyed, he wanted the coyotes out. Windstreak yowled in protest and charged towards the coyotes. "GET OUT!" he snarled. "If you don't want to answer us and have no care for us then get out!"