Dragoncrest Cliffs RAGE FROM A QUEEN

Wide-eyed, he saw them. 

One pale, one dark; eyes bright and twinkling, like devilish little stars up in the dark pitch of sky above. And hanging limp, like a freshly killed stoat, was his precious foxtail, thieved by the two meddling girls. His eyes welled with hot, angry tears and as he came to a halt, staring at the both of them with pure rage, he couldn't help but feel a deep betrayal cutting through his heart with a keen, hot edge. 

Hie eyes went from one little thief to the other, landing decidedly on Miette as he bared his teeth.

"I," He inhaled "HATE YOU!!!" He screamed, his fur flown up along his spine. A tear fell down his cheek. "You ruin everyt'ing! an' I HATE YOU!" He screeched. He wheeled, and fled off into the dark. Her deliberate actions read loud and clear- she wanted to destroy the things he loved. 

Well, she wouldn't be alone in that. 

He would find time, some day- for vengeance.