Pushing his way to the front of the crowd, Acornfall took a firm place beside his clan mates - every stand of hair on end as he glared at the Riverclan patrol. He could taste the hostility in the air... Butternutsun foolishly challenging them... Owlfeather and Lightfeather snapping at each other... Why were they just sitting here waiting to be ambushed? And when he heard the faint threat of Eagleflight - Acornfall wobbled forward, his teeth bared and eyes glinting with with pure hatred. Starclan, Acornfall HATED Riverclan.
"You cowards come barging in with empty threats DEMANDING information?! What would you do if they were here? Talk them from their position?" Directing his gaze at Lionstorm, the senior warrior lashed his tail violently back and forth. "Fishbrains. Go jump in the river!" He couldn't keep his temper down. With his aching joints and frustrating disappearance of leadership... not to mention his friends gone... There was no other way to vent his frustration.