Blackfeather Woods send help

"I do not have a reason to fight you-" yet, anywho. She had made the mistake of turning her back, thinking it would be safe to walk away from the situation. Sad to say Soleil had a lap of judgement, as the cost came with her tail. It had been grabbed, and bitten painfully so that the lavender one yelped out, and instinctly fought back to the one that had attacked. Her head immedietly turned around to snap back, no longer carrying the smile of warmth and awkwardness, but of dismay and pain. 

A desire to go home, as it was a mistake coming to these horrible woods. Though fate said otherwise at it literally stopped her by the tail, and she had no choice but to fight back the younger one. She couldn't deny, she really was a coward, fighting was not a strong suit. Even though she snapped, her eyes filled with remorse and the snap was weak, a bad-attempt at a warning as she felt a warm, and watery touch fill within her lilacs. It hurt.