Blackfeather Woods madhatter teaparty

  Suddenly, sharp fangs sunk into her legs. She howled in pain, ripping away from his neck. She swiped a paw full of claws towards his eye, and jumped back, creating separation. A growl passed through her lips warning him to stay back. If he did attempt to come at her, she would give him something to remember her.


  She lifted her leg to lick the droplets of blood of her. Her ocean blue eyes watching the man closely. "Your easily angered. You better keep that under control when you deal with enemies. It's a weakness" It was true. Your enemy will feed on weaknesses.