Brokenstar grinned turning his gaze twards Mourningsoul. "Hasn't she sufferd enough? We'll put her out for her misery and we won't have to watch her die as slow."
"Well her right eye is completely disgusting looking and her left paw is almost a club foot! She's already in misery, Why not risk the pain and save the rest of us?"
Brokenstar purred. "Fine, I'll find Other ways to pick her off, tell I don't care, no one will believe you, anyways your in charge until tomorrow." He padded off strangely.