Nightwind was trying to breathe normally, but started failing as Talonstar's curt answer cut him the wrong way. He started a deep, threatening cat growl, and begun shaking all over.
Who does he think he is? So what if he is the leader, he is old and sick and should be replaced soon. He is weak and a burden on the clan, his power is faltering as the younger cats sensed his declining health, he thought.
He turned his head to look at Darkflight and Dawnstorm, his neck bones popping.
They are holding you back, they want you to die. They want you gone, but you aren't going to let them get you first. It is hissss fault. Kill him. Kill, kill, killllllllll! Something snapped in Nightwind's mind, and he let out an audible gasp.
Kill them. Kill them, and be rid of them, and you can be free. No. You can dominate, and be respected, and have whatever you want. No... You can be Nightstar, the new clan leader. All you have to do is kill them. Stop, please... Thats right, get rid of them. Kill them.Nightwind stood up and faced his mate and son. He strolled over to them, acting calm as these dark thoughts played in his red hot mind, and came a tail's length from Darkflight.
Kill them! He pounced, and sunk his teeth into Darkflight, who was no longer his son, but an obstacle to be removed at all costs. He dug in deep, cutting into Darkflight's neck with his claws as he tried to rip off Darkflight's skin at the shoulder.
Kill!! KILL!! Nightwind was making sick, twisted, dark noises as he attacked, no longer himself. All his hair stood up on end, and his tail was straight up in a threatening manner.
((This is what Nightwind sounds like:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2J9epFCF ... re=related ))