Wapun Meadow i am close when they are far

"Okay. I am upset." She stated in a dull monotone, not explaining anything. Her ears flattened as he snarled. She glanced at his eyes to see where they were directed- to her left shoulder. In bright crimson shone the spiral, a scar underneath it, carved deep into her skin. "This," She said, her eyes narrowing, anger flaring in the empty dark pits, "is a souvenir from Blackfeather. From a silver eyed torturer who believes it is fun to carve into me and decorate me with my own blood." She snarled. There it was. Star didn't stop to think that it might confuse him, since there was no real explanation, only hatred for that man and all the others in Blackfeather Woods who had tortured her, among other things.