[Silvershadow]

Originally Posted by Ripplekit

Instead of answering Salem, Shadepelt notices Fang's actions. "Is there something bothering Fang? She seems quite high strung at the moment."

Salem sighs. "She's been practicing her fighting techniques but, there not going that well. She fell in mud when she was practicing leaping and clawing but, slipped on a pile of wet leaves." He looked over to the she-cat who now groomed her back, spitting mud out of her mouth after each lick. To be truthful, he felt sorry for her.

Fang spat another clump of mus out as she licked her fur. She hated when Salem got praised for being so great. He was the first born of Scar, the leader of feral cats. Fang was the last born of Blaze, leader of the rouges. She was always looked down on for being small and hated it. She was a normal size cat, with sleek fur and muscle. She sighed and stood, shaking out her pelt.