[Messi]

Blackheart frowned. Hot or cold, make up your mind! she told herself. She was not pleased with the idea of being both, although at this point it wasn't really an idea anymore. But it was nothing. Walk it off. No need to get Cowtuft, right? Right. But as she walked past the Medicine Cat den, she was actually very tempted, if only for a moment. But no. She was fine. She couldn't let other cats see her weakness -there is NO WEAKNESS TO SEE, she snarled internally. She was dizzy now. QUIT THAT. She was not going in, because she was fine.