She ducked under Voltaire's attack, but felt the claws scratch her ears, and the very top of her left ear was almost cut through completely. Only one small piece of flesh kept it attached to the rest of her ear. She heard a tiny squeak from a kit behind her, and lifted the leg that the kit was going for. She then aimed to kick him away from the fighting, because seriously, no matter what gender kits were, it was still dangerous for them to be in war. And besides, toms were better for menial work than just having them die.
She then turned back to the Skulls leader and bared her teeth. "Now the difference between you and me, f***tard, is that I still use toms because well, they're useful. And toms are capable of causing great physical and emotional pain. In fact, my deputy was r.aped," she growled. "Have you ever heard a she-cat r.aping a tom, or another she-cat for some sick amusement? Never. It's always been toms," she growled. "And the arrogance that some of them display! Like they know every f***ing thing, and everyone who says something against them is wrong!" she snarled, as she thought of Yellowstar. The f***ing tom had led her to believe that Bloodclan would be easy pickings, but instead, one of her deputies got captured! And her co-leader, Amazon, was gone. She was willing to put one of her lives that a tom was behind it.
"I was born in Skull! My father took me to a river and tried to drown me every f***ing day. My brothers? Did nothing. The leader, and the deputy, and even the f***ing herbs did nothing! No matter how many times I went in there with some near-death trauma or another. They believe the f***ing lies that my father told them. Are you saying that toms are all fine, and nothing's ever wrong? That toms can get away with whatever because they're toms?" she hissed at him, so only he could hear. Then she aimed a slash to his face. "Because that's what I've been through, you b******."
"Lie! Lie! It go bowth ways. I hewe you tweet toms like Skull doews shecats!" Cobalt snapped. Ok. Maybe she should just shut up and attack. Creeping around the scufflung leaders, the kit aimed to slash anywhere she could.