Wapun Meadow Bright and early for their daily races

it was very nice! I haven't decided whether I want her to keep them or not. Btw, I can't reply for a week, will be on spring break!

At his reassurance about being a warrior she calmed down a bit more, relaxing. She would be a warrior for sure. At his staement that he wasn't going to touch her, she figured it was logical. It was that she associated him with Blackfeather, which was immediatley associated with torture. "Yeah.. I know. You were the nicest one, you know that? After you was maybe that blue-eyed lady, then the yellow-eyed yearling, then the really white guy, and the meanest was this black guy with silver eyes. He's the reason I'm afraid you'll touch me. He's the one behind these." Her voice turned to a low growl at the end as her eyes became black chips of hateful ice, and her eyes turned upon her shoulder. A crimson spiral with a line through it. She vaguely wondered what it meant.