Brindlestar
When the she-cat didn't respond, Brindlestar snorted. "Fine. You've made your choice." With a swift movement, she bit down hard on Sorrelcloud's throat. She jerked her head back before she let go, watching the blood pour out of the ex-warrior's neck. "Is there any other cat who disapproves?"
Flamepaw
Flamepaw looked up at Breezefire. "Okay," he meowed, calming down. He sniffed at Silencedapple's pelt. "Did you feel off anytime before this?" he asked. "Did you feel sick?"
When the she-cat didn't respond, Brindlestar snorted. "Fine. You've made your choice." With a swift movement, she bit down hard on Sorrelcloud's throat. She jerked her head back before she let go, watching the blood pour out of the ex-warrior's neck. "Is there any other cat who disapproves?"
Flamepaw
Flamepaw looked up at Breezefire. "Okay," he meowed, calming down. He sniffed at Silencedapple's pelt. "Did you feel off anytime before this?" he asked. "Did you feel sick?"