Cat|| Larkbreeze
Status|| Healthy
Mood|| Untrusting, skeptical
With|| Flowerstar, Shadow
Crush|| Censored
Larkbreeze gave the rouge one last, hard glare, then turned to her leader.
"I don't trust him either. It's not my place to say, but I'd advise you give either yourself a bodyguard or him a kitsitter. He just reeks of trouble." She sneered, curling her lips over her thorn-sharp fangs and flattening her ears at Shadow. Just let him try something, let him turn out evil, the first thing he does wrong, and Larkbreeze swore to herself she'd have her fangs in his throat before he could even say 'mousedung'.