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She doesn't care about the questions, doesn't care about the judgement of the Pine Group. This mouse was her's and Wren's, she had earned it, bloody or not. A prize. While some might see her attack against the youth as dishonorable, Willow simply saw it as warfare. After all, these cats had invaded, had they not? Her head is held high, even as Red spits, tells them he would notify Rain. Their leader, Willow curls her lip. She won't try to stop them as they limp back to their stolen home. But Briar's response was unexpected. She tells her to drop the mouse. She was apologizing to Pine Group.
Willow couldn't helped the shocked glint in her fiery eyes. You can walk yourself home. Willow turns her piercing gaze upon the spiky she-cat, keeps her head up high. Fine. She'd take a little trip to the other side of the forest. Briar could kiss the paws of Rain all the way back into the marsh without the presence of the creamy tabby, it was better that way for both of them. Willow needed time to cool off, and hunt. Briar could tell her not to eat all she wanted, but Willow had intended to share that mouse with her son, someone that was far more important than Briar's feelings toward her aggression. She'd catch something else. She, at least, was an accomplished hunter, and if there was nothing to be found in the marsh, and they were not welcome in the oak forest, then so be it. Willow would find somewhere else.
She doesn't bother to speak, she'd probably just make the situation to worse. No, the tabby queen leaves in silence, slinking away to leave Briar with Gecko and Flicker.
Willow couldn't helped the shocked glint in her fiery eyes. You can walk yourself home. Willow turns her piercing gaze upon the spiky she-cat, keeps her head up high. Fine. She'd take a little trip to the other side of the forest. Briar could kiss the paws of Rain all the way back into the marsh without the presence of the creamy tabby, it was better that way for both of them. Willow needed time to cool off, and hunt. Briar could tell her not to eat all she wanted, but Willow had intended to share that mouse with her son, someone that was far more important than Briar's feelings toward her aggression. She'd catch something else. She, at least, was an accomplished hunter, and if there was nothing to be found in the marsh, and they were not welcome in the oak forest, then so be it. Willow would find somewhere else.
She doesn't bother to speak, she'd probably just make the situation to worse. No, the tabby queen leaves in silence, slinking away to leave Briar with Gecko and Flicker.