
II
tom II
no mate II
currently: camp II
mood: furious II
action II "speech" II
thoughts Darkpelt snarled after her, his tail thrashing with anger. Fury pulsated through him as he watched the pathetic she-cat run off to EmberClan. With a snarl, he turned to find Bluetail with tears welling in her eyes. He frowned, his jaw clenched. Though he was still angry over Leopardfur, he understood that Bluetail and Leopardfur had a deep connection, and her betrayal probably stung Bluetail in the heart. His eyes softened and he moved towards her carefully. "You alight Bluetail?" He asked softly, worry clouding his pale yellow eyes.