Russetpaw was getting tired of being lectured by this tom. He glared at Sweetberry. "
Your compliments don't mean anything to me. You're dead, and from an enemy clan." He knew he was being disrespectful, but he couldn't help it. He was frustrated with the situation, this cat, and himself. "
You think I want to 'escalate into sedition and chaos?'" he snarled. "
Just because I'm smart doesn't mean I'm evil." And yet, he'd killed a cat, and been cruel to Thornpaw.
He hissed softly and flattened his fur, turning his back on the tom. "
I don't mind the Dark Forest anyways," he mumbled, mostly to himself, before stalking a little ways away. It would've been more satisfying to be able to leave entirely, but Russet had never been able to control when he woke up from his dreams.
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