Blackfeather Woods Oh good God, let me give you my life

He snorted to her remark as he felt something spark within. What happened next occurred without much thought. Her comments, though he was not hurt by them, sparked something from within-- something that he had become all too accustomed to. Seeing red, the eldest Spiderling lept forward as a nasty snarl erupted from his mouth. Not really having too much control in his emotions, Atshen allowed himself to be consumed by them. Every fiber in his being was ready to do one thing to his sister: mutilate.